Thursday, July 30, 2015

Drop

It was a 7 O'Clock run
I open the door, late
Or so I thought
Embarassment fills me
As I enter the wrong class

Next door over,
My classroom is dark
No prof in sight
An 8 minute interval
And we're gone

Tick tock, my friends count
Bags on our shoulders
Its our free cut
Or so I thought

Our tiny professor waddles in
Last minute too
Smug face on his stupid face
God, we need a break