[ i had an idea ]

i had an idea
but forgot what i had
when i tried to type the idea out

in a week all this will be gone
my cluttered dorm my tropical plant in the window
my posters and news clippings taped up on my wall
my roommate, Jared, a country boy from ...., OK
who listens to hip hop and plays sports
he has an awesome cup collection
i mean, my clutter will be boxed up and i'll store some of it
and a little bit i'll take with me
and this dorm room will stay here, and someone will move in next semester
but it won't be me
or my roommmate jared
or the three japanese students on this same floor
or brian, my RA
and a bunch of other people too
Nathan is graduating
kyrus is graduating with a PHD
in something like quantum physics
and i'm going to be a sophomore in the fall

funny, how all this
my room, my schoolwork, school itself
has all bogged me down
and i can;t wait to get the crap out
yet i don't want to leave
i don't want it to pass
actually, i want to leave
but i don't want everyone else to leave
i want to go and after a little while come back
come home to this same cluttered dorm room with my roommate jared
who i have nothing in common with except the same style bed sheets
i want to come back home to my dirty laundry pile nad the green tropical plant on the sill
i want to come back to the Japanese students and the graduates and my friend Daniel from Venezuela who thinks Chavez is an ass and who one time stabbed a man with a fountain pen because he was trying to teal his wallet
and that he had ruined is new 10 $ pen
and will, who made his own DDR pad
and let me eat all the yogurt he had bought
having decided he didn't like the taste of braums yogurt
i'm still working on it and i don;t want it to riun out
i don't want my meal-plan to run out
i don't want to take finals tomorrow
i don't want my grades to be final
i want them to improve
i want things to change
and i want things not to change
but everything will change, my will or not
because time moves forward
and doesn't look back