Semester

Our silence is perverted

Sick and tortuous

I'd let you drag me

To the fiery depth 

Of this inferno

If it meant my ambition 

Weren't a pitiful display

Of nothing but a silly pipe dream

More than a deluded metaphor 

No precedent for saying this

Abstract and fake

Let it fester

Fill the time

Fill the space

If it were us instead

I bet we could've been more than just this semester