may cause marked drowsiness

i still remember fondly back when just looking
hurt so much. i never knew what i was
doing. now i just listen to unsentimental
records about birds and the snow.
i can hear the rain in the background.
the last presidential address. all my
professors telling me to make something
of myself. the words we always used to say to
each other coming out of other people's mouths.
there is a track called "love song."
it's 55 seconds of a music box
playing some tune i don't know.
and when it's over i want to hear more
but it's over.