9/3/24
Symphony No. 5
PoetryOlivia Olson
a dangerous formula we follow on fridays
it is high risk
and low reward,
but we take the risk
nonetheless.
every lit-up floor
every disco ball,
a delicate dance
that reeks with
with unforgiveness
no matter how hard we try
every door only open to a few
hardly open at all.
perhaps our adventure into the night
shouldn’t take this much
of the daylight
we’ve stored carefully inside us
taxi cabs and leftovers call our name
we answer and almost submit,
until i feel a tap on the shoulder
and suddenly
we are climbing
up to the sky
do you think life will always be this fickle?
Olivia Olson is a senior at New York University. She is a Poetry Editor for The Weasel.