Momentarily

it's warm outside and

we are listening to the

Smashing Pumpkins,

arguably their most

famous song

three days left and

the metaphor has come to life

twelve youngsters are

listening but not listening,

just like the youth usually do 

when they are disinterested

but the Pumpkins are from

the nineties and they

weren't even around when

the towers fell

so take a picture of this moment

because this will never happen again

despite it being filtered by a mind

subject to decay and dementia

and it's warm outside right now

and now they run free because

the warden has opened the campus

so let them be free and

let the scribe make his mark

like a fine Kentucky bourbon

that moment, it's all over now

but it's not the last time

because moments like these

will return momentarily

Author's Note

Three days left of school and I had some down time. So I produced this gem.

Reviews

[Pryde Foltz]

that moment, it's all over now
but it's not the last time
because moments like these
will return momentarily

They always do ... bit of a pumpkins fan ... 1979?

[Kenneth The Poet]

Bullet With Butterfly Wings actually. The students were rats in a cage today because it was a really nice day.

[Pryde Foltz]

Ah yes ... that was my second guess ... you know me .. I preferred when Corgan got all melodic:)

[An owl on the moon]

You make the words flow with a rhythm like the music, and they grow warmer with each line, each step closer to that last day. Hoping this is a time of deep joy for you. Thank you for sharing the brilliant moment.

[Kenneth The Poet]

Thanks, brother. Glad you stopped by.