v2
The fifteen-minute walk from my apartment
to the waiting shed at UP Gate.
Sir William’s smile as he recognizes me from afar.
The coaster’s door wide open,
while the air conditioner is turned to max.
The line of students near Vargas.
“Hi, Sir Vince!” “Hi, Sir Vince!”
The words FOOT FETISH written on the whiteboard—
again, as I enter the room. Later an eraser
flying over Elisse’s head, while Aram laughs.
And Sean, eyes all red at the back,
while I talk about Abadilla and Balagtas.
Stomping feet and music above us.
A guard knocking at the door between my lecture
to deliver food. My dear student asking for it,
and for whom I would say, “Go on, take it.”
Empty chairs and tables.
The long wait for my ride home.
And time ticking. Ticking toward Tuesday.
v1
The walk from my house to the waiting shed.
Sir William’s smile as he sees me from afar.
The coaster’s door wide open,
while the air conditioner is turned to max.
The line of students near Vargas.
“Hi, Sir Vince!” “Hi, Sir Vince!”
The words FOOT FETISH handwritten on the whiteboard.
An eraser flying across the room.
Sean. Eyes all red. At the back.
Stomping feet and music above.
The long walk to the CR.
A guard knocking at the door between my lecture
to deliver food.
My dear student asking for my food
for whom I would say, “Go on, take it.”
Empty chairs and tables.
Time ticking toward the next Tuesday.
Feedback
superposition of guard sending food
students asking for food (unexpected)
captured the environment