college has done this before
taken a supple mind and gutter-clogged it
with itself
the mind's most garish flaw
is that it thinks too much
of itself
she talks properly, thinks she is cultured
but thinks so much of herself
college has broken her curiosity
traded a diploma for imagination
for innocence
How I used to love these fertile halls
I see what it has done to her
made her unmovable, inflated, mistaken
I lust for the luscious fields
that I thought were once here-
sexy bookstacks that could take me anywhere
the deflowered truth has molded each page
the roads were built leading to
dead-ends.
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