casually, he delivers news
that causes so many words
to go through my head
that i forget to speak at all.

no longer a false alarm,
autumn approaches
and the part of summer
where we revaluate the last year
sneaks up gently next to us.

moving between
real time
and school time.
we cannot halt these growing pains.

interweaving our lives
through victory
and defeat

at war with ourselves.