Ian Chang - Computer Science 101 Poem

Last night the sun was a December blue
As we huddled around, neck craned 
Gazing intensely at the sterile white of
Eclipse;

The clock hits 12, the reaper of two coming 
(coming)
ever so closer
sleepless seconds, frantic guesses, deliberate andante

What is expected is not what is gotten
As your heart beats faster and faster
No sense of time but all the sense of urgency
Soon, it is my time. Our time. All of us;

"HELP ME" you scream 
But all the UTA's are busy because everyone else procrastinated too whoops
Slip of the tongue, the mind
a mistake;

The gods were never there, here for us
but today they smile
We did it. The impossible is done
Wave to the moon for the night promised me the dawn--

Sleep.