UCR archive project (UCRAP)
10.08.2004
continuing the radio show to no one, here is a poem from my UCR days.
In the future
when I will learn to fly
I wonder what
I will think of myself now
Angsty college student
yawning at the ocean
vast and wide
and largely, against his
preconceptions
unexplored. Or worse:
Will I even
remember this young, brave warrior
who writes in pencil
temporarily filling this piece
of wasted scratch paper
hoping, even still, that when I
learn to fly
I will find this faded page and wonder what to think.
(dated 4-24, without a year)
