April showers fell unseasonably cold @ VaTech, <br /> that morning, the <br /> dripping blood of a forfeited soul with selfish motives. <br /> <br />Chronically late Buddinsky laureate had stepped <br /> in, elbowed-up to center-stage- words louder than <br /> action- self-anointed arbiter branding him <br /> <br />'unfit' for class- passive lynching- his <br /> Alienation <br /> unfashionable, not <br /> <br />-Sylvia shrilly blaming *pater-nothus*, nor <br />-Jezebel snapping hormonal on Angry Johnny, nor <br />-'the thunder rolled' or 'earl hadda' die' or wispy Nova <br /> <br />Scotia Sarah kissing <br />the breath <br />out of all of us, *Ismail <br /> <br /> <br />Ax*, wrong tattoo, a self-anointed martyr fighting all <br /> Liberty, not just <br /> that the Founders deemed Creator-endowed, yellow <br /> <br />monkey out of sync w/ <br /> n-word <br /> ethics, not <br /> <br /> <br />pooping a midden on Whitey from an <br /> ebony tower, not <br /> even eligible for the Writing Cure, due <br /> <br />soon enough to <br /> graduate to <br /> the out-side world, sealed in artistic irrelevance
