steve in black

how many?

How many papers? So many papers.
How many months? Five many months of summer to work.
Five months to play and be normal and not miss school.

We will take your photo and write about our times with you.
We will be too busy working to lie in the sun.
Also too busy lying in the sun to work that day.
This is a poem,
about anticipation for summer,
couldn't you tell?

Of course it's obvious and that is the way it should be.
Why hide what we want/got,
when it's staring us all in the face every second of the day,
save when you're too busy being forgetful.

How many more months 'til we do it again (oh god no not again please not again)!

-Ali