One more chapter to revise...

Night before the first of my last exams. That did make sense. I have a friend who very rightly pointed out that it's never really over. Work and life are full of exam like situations. However, they're not directly called exams, and thus I'm happier to face them. It's like Newton's fifth law. Exams (E) suck in proportion to the the relative time endured (TE) and the time to go (Te) in days till the end of your degree, thus;

E=TE(Te)

That is all, one more chapter to go...

©2010 Sean Tuckey

You.

Our barter with time,

patronage to something eternal.

Patronage for hope.

Unknown shadows yield,

to where we go.

Rippling time,

In fabric dimensions.

Midnight express,

at high noon.

Churning coal,

Burning for the next corner,

straining at brass,

Set the lever for the second heat.

Beating pulse,

and 158.

Beyond the bend,

lies my biggest guess.

My quest for what's next,

has thrown clouds to the sky,

and ashes into my eyes.

My eyes burn at my future.

You.

Period of my heart beat.

Metronome to what s real

You,

make it real to me.

Set the lever for the final step.

I'll give you my full-stop,

and wrap it around your finger.

The fabric that still rests,

We'll push it back,

Force it's perpetuity,

and call it's bluff.

You.

And me.

©2010 Sean Tuckey