I think I might be done for now
After a two month wait
I think that it is put away
My college dorm room freight
But there’s still stuff within my room
That doesn’t quite belong
But it will stay in here for now
Though not for very long
I speak about my stacks of books
Because my shelves are full
I have them piled on the floor
Their fate is one I mull
But soon enough I’ll be at school
And take a stack of them
That gives me yet another year
With which to haw and hem