8. [the last hurrah]
Who can't picture riding a bike around town, or on roller skates
or on skateboard or by jogging; or traveling the bumpy landscape
on a wheelchair or on a golf cart? How about on piggy back?
How about being drunk or high on some drug, vomiting or pissing
in an alley way or in a upper-quad bush; or high on some inspiration from
watching a stage performance, or pumped up by some religious assurance?
Welcomed the fresh morning smell of alfalfa?
Could it be one who remembers people throwing a football or a frisbee
around at Doty or at Highland Park, or a rugby in the rain outside your dorm?
Used a lunch tray to slide down a snowy hill on campus?
Walked around in a large plot of snow and spelled out a giant haiku?
Let the joyful dog loose or maybe cart-wheeled on the upper-quad lawn?
Chalked colorful protest all over the upper-quad pavement or the tarred pathways
between Frasier and South Hall, or on a wall outside the College Union?
Sprayed painted the Greek Tree or painted on the mural wall?
Designed and posted fliers for an event?
Made sure to get permission before they were taken down again?
Reminded the apathetic in class about the school elections?
Argued "soda" or "pop" until the New Zealander argued "fizzy drink"?
Talked about living in NYC with a smirk against the culture shock-
talked about NYC with pride and humility in regards to 9/11
and the recent blackout?
Ever went cow-tipping? Secretly stargazed for the first time?
Hiked with friends in nearby Fall Brook or Letchworth State Park?
Shared a pomegranate with a friend outside of Wegman's
one fine evening in the middle of October?
Someone who knows what will happen after May, or doesn't know
and pretends to not be afraid?
(Sadly) noticing younger classmen are really ignorant of senioritis?
And no matter how late, reading the words of David?
And no matter how early, playing the djembe?