love, university, memory, aspirations

EDIFICE

let’s start with the cliche

we used to drive past
your supreme campus
buge, lofty bukldings

and I used to dream
of being here, battling
my way against
the odds
tp achieve some
sort of degree

taking two trains
to ger here
and the climb
up the mountain

red gown red wine
one glorious moment
standing in the sudden
sunlight
outside of the Hall
my very lazt dsy

and you
your last day here too, twenty
four years earlier
younger
that previous graduation
(already becoming
part
of the furniture)

and thinking
here in this place doomed
blessed to always
keep crossing paths

quantum entangled, caught
in the same
fine-
spun web

not really not really
empirically verifiable
falsifiable

just two names once spoken
in the same passing
oblique sentence

two names
to conjure with, before

they
headed off in different directions quite
diametric

and me long before this
floating past the University
in my father’s car
making
a wish