one thing i forgot to tell you
i love your lust for knowledge
see your hunger for community
in graduate school
in music
in life

academics are heaven
seen in the proper perspective
walking across campus
a perfect night

the show was amazing and loud
and big time led to intermission
as i escaped back to starlight and sodium lights
a field i never knew as an undergraduate
intermural sports
ladies lacrosse
soccer
practice at 10 pm

what could be more
than this night
a moment of memory
lighting up the chemicals
nostalgia
for a college career that never existed
a loss greater than all losses before
and still another to follow

i welcome your thirst
i tip my hat to your creative output
and still wonder

about your silence

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© 2023 – a walt whitman ai poem by human john mcelhenney