the campus question (for dada! where's my poetry? competition)

discipline or narcolepsy?
erudite polygots exhaust the quandary
sweltering beneath a soda fountain,
elbowed in a manilla gangland;

nubile pleb with tabloid Venus infatuation!
pursue from any sandpaper orifice a creeping consolation,
defend this rendevous of hold-over gelatinism
those glass amoeba, that gestured apparition.