maelynslavik

With voices like flint against steel,
we strike against the silence,
catching fire – not to burn, but to blaze a path forward.
We are not the dying cinders of something lost,
but the first furious glow of something rising.

When I think about tomorrow, 

I see the calculus test I have not studied for 

and the five overdue assignments with long-received 

My leisure was over 
quicker than expected. 
Now I'm back to doing homework 
but keep getting distracted. 
Another glance at the clock 
Another 30 minutes gone. 

The binary code is plastered everywhere

from the billboard of the new romance movie

to the books that have shaped our history. 

The binary code is ingrained in our heads

as we see the magazines, 

I hang candy necklaces from the tips of my fingers

All the way to your reaching palms.

We smile like we're kids again. Maybe we always were,

But who realizes that anymore?