*hey blueicecube, today's weather was nice, wasn't it?*

[i think this is a poem: the day i sat down and ate the world]
by Mohamad Mohamad-Sharin

my lunch was a seafood Subway.
(it cost me a lot!)
but i was hungry;
so i didn't give much thought.

i sat on a concrete sidewalk,
near a bike and a rack;
which i found funny,
there was no wheel at the back!

i placed my bag,
which was heavy with books.
"don't know why i carry 'em,
but i think it's good (?)"

the sky was gloomy,
but the grass were green;
while the girls passed by,
watched the ants screamin'.

"hey! hey! look-out down below!"
"there's a big fat giant; who squashed our foe!"

"he looks like a monster"
"he looks like a crow"
"no!"
"no!"
"he's a man; just look at his toes!"

the trees and the wind
the sun and the clouds;
the bus and the puddle
the splash! ... and the foul.

little by little
bite by bite.
gulp, gulp, gulp
sprite, sprite, sprite.

oh what a day!
oh what a crime!
i wish it could stay,
a-frozen in time.

[Noon of April 19th, Wiliamson Hall's grassy-knoll]

*hm...after reading the crap above a few times, i feel like it's not a poem at all. must've been high on caffeine*