a sunday event

Break your studies like
your bread – crumbs everywhere:
an interruption to the crusted over
solidity of whole things.
Break your studies with
your bare hands, let them
get under your nails
so your lover will taste them
later under a dark cover.
Break your studies until
they cannot walk to class
over the sidewalk ice.
Let every study
break you take be a
revolution in the disbanding
of tradition, of stillness, of
the murky quiet of
dusty library shelves,
a tearing statement of
boredom and fear and
the love of every breathless glance.


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