Metriculation
September swaps your swashbuckle August
for leafy confetti on autumn halls
the
niner month gets so chiaroscuro
go-away parties go away
your back-to-school shirt smells like starch
class
starts tomorrow for the rest of your life
write “how I spent my summer vacay”
learn the words to the fight song
delete
the photos on your phone
and by the way,
stop
searching for meaning
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