January 6, 2017


In a dream

I'm taking an exam

for a class

I've never been to,

written in a language

I don't understand.

I sit in a room

filled with others

writing furiously,

where the clock moves

so quickly, I can see

its hands turning,

while I stare forever

at my blank page,

the proctor watching,

stopwatch in hand,

time flowing around us

in silence,

like deep water

in a river,

my parched pen

trying to explain

what I've never learned.