nerf footballs and frisbee.

it should be that time of year.
the ground is wet and the air is warm.

but the sky is heavy and low
and the snow is piled high
under a sheet of ice
that came down as morning rain.

i'm thinking about last spring.
just sitting around in the grass
on big fleece blankets
with your head in my lap
or her head in mine
or my head in yours.
it didn't really matter,
they all traded each other anyway.

the frisbee games never lasted long for me
"fear of perspiration," i guess.
no. but that makes me laugh.
midnight football on the quad
"you had fun, you won!"

the season i thought would never end.
it was all it could be,
and it's all that there was.

fuck college.
i loved that shit.