This is hard for me to do, seeing as how I neglected—chose to neglect—reading this poem. Things I decided to do instead of reading “The Seasons”:
Drive home, make peppered tofu with peppers and onions, eat said tofu, watch The Master of Disguise, have sex, sleep, go to work, drive my friend to work, do my logic homework, do my contemporary poetry homework, smoke, go to ETS, smoke, watch Archer, watch 30 Rock, sleep, sleep, play a video game on my phone, look up recipes for Thanksgiving meals make pasta salad, smoke, walk to a friend’s house, watch football, roast a squash, smoke, make sauce, eat squash, watch 30 rock, apply to Starbucks, apply to Wegmans, go to Experimental Fiction, go to symbolic logic, drive to campus, stand in line for 20 minutes waiting for a latte, smoke, be apathetic.