Untitled #63 / Commons

I suddenly remember! Here! These very commons in which our physics class today collects tiny manifestations of the laws that govern Nature in the sunlight of the late morning smiles and laughs beaming from every face Yes, here, not even one week ago club music thumped through the empty midnight bodies were packed tight, sweaty, bouncing to the beat dreams were made and broken just as quickly (mine was recycled) a plastic punch cup, kicked, skid across the floor rolling to a stop in a shadowy corner of the night where even now, in the light of day, students’ works of art are illuminated, set on display for passersby But look! Now tennis balls bounce across all-color tables! A blue metal chair set atop! Will they collide?