Academia

Every now and again dream me feels like I need another degree.

I attend college again,

A dorm student, and did I tell my

Significant other that? Either way,

I’m already entrenched –

Sit with my particular clique

At a table in an open cafeteria

That serves alcohol,

Name to myself the campus places –

The Bar, The Field, The Slammer arcade

Always “the”, wherever you go.

It’s a beautiful campus, but

The president has his eye on me

For some power, ability, or knowledge

I possess. He hovers,

Always, and my drinks

Come laced, my friends

Are sent away, my schedule is

Controlled, for where I go

And why.