At a local Dunkin Donuts, (at 2 am,
the only place still open in this town)
enjoying a toasted bagel with eggs, ham,
and cheese, you suddenly feel bound
to college life and you can hardly grasp
that in a month you’ll graduate, and worried,
you walk up to the counter and ask
the friendly lady for another coffee.
You always feel dejected during winter.
Not finding the words, you only draw
a question mark upon the foggy window,
and walk outside under the falling snow…