Sitting here
silencing my heart,
widening my eyes and ears.
Information floods in
like a storm.
Heart beat blears in my eardrums like a war call.
Students seat around me,
some fully aware
of the message that floats below the service.
Yet legs amovin'
Getting antsy.
No longer wanting to stay seated and
ingagaged.
Public speaker,
Speaking.
Ears,
listening,but
Eyes are drifting.
Drifting like a small boat
on a lake during,
the Summer's Eve morning,
sun kissing you on your face
ever so slightly.
Harmonizing with the twinkling stars
ambitiously in your night sky eyes.
Not a care in the world,
at ease.
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