All poems

Zach S

2015 July 22, 2015

Raw simple sentience. Didactic dissidence. Mathematical prescience. Trained indifference.

“Hey, play some poker?” Then you grabbed more money in the middle of the hand! But hey, it was funny.

“Oh, you like Frisbee too?” And then we started it, tossing the game disk, and after school ultimate.

“Want to play Halo?” NO. But how about Smash? A trip to Sierra Grill, and a Paul Nelson bash!

You know, you’re pretty cool. Seeing you do what you can, it gratifies me to see: an EMT, athlete, and scholarly musician.