stoned

a poem I wrote in la salle while waiting for crim. yeah so this is all I'm going to say bout the 3rd sunday.
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you are the stone I swallowed

small and smooth because it fell
with rain I never see coming

hard to catch in palms that bruise easy
the way it sat in my stomach long

after it slowly climbed up to sit
on top of the wall, a humpty dumpty

on a heart that needed
just one more

brick

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anyweiz…. i didn't sleep the night before as usual.  When I got my crim exam paper I looked at the first question, skip, second, skip, flip the page, third, skip, fourth, skip, five, skip and then back to 1. Skip again, two, three, skip again. 

So I decided to rest my head on the armdesk thingie over my booklet…to think… and…. FELL ASLEEP. It was short, maybe 10 mins or so. But woke up and just started answering anything that came to mind, halfway through the sentences I would slip back to sleep and find the sentences I wrote jumbled like grammar and syntax wise! and like i answered the question with the facts from another question thinking it was still the same page i was writing on because i had already fallen asleep again in between sentences. 

By 3:30 I got my hanky and wet it with water from my bottle and splashed my face right there on the seat and just started editing. I erased most first paragraphs of my answers and tried reparing everything in the time I had left. Anyway suffice it to say, I gave up adding more to each answer when I ran out of space to write. (Since I had only allotted 1 page each when I skipped).  So i passed my paper and went straight to the bathroom to breakdown. So there. That was my 3rd sunday. crim is my weakest subject in law school you see. sigh. anyway at least its over.