If It Weren't for the Occasional Crushes

since i had to log on to post
on MC's site, not that i had to for swampy
or blue, but only MC,
i thought i'd drop a line, a thought, something.

the coolest student in my class asked me to
a poetry reading tonight.
yeah, he's hot.
i've had a crush on him all quarter--
a weird crush, like a crush from someone else's
distant perspective. A highschool me, if you will.
i would have been in absolute love with him. sigh.
he's a great kid and i wish him all the best.
anyway, i've never been smooth enough for afterhours
at a coffee shop. so, neat-o.

meanwhile, an idea percolates:
a fairy grove around a small tree trunk
and gutter rats caught in a storm.