union_plaza jennifer the boi sitting across the hall from me I pretend not to see him he does likewise I write more furiously he glances up at me I turn down my headphones write some more a group of three people pass between us their laughter bouncing off the walls and high white ceiling I write again I wonder if he can tell that I'm writing about him I look at him again more pointedly this time for I have returned my sunglasses to their perch as the sun has come back from behind a cloud I turm my headphones off but don't remove them the elevator sounds from the other room more people pass quieter than the first I jot down words about them as quickly as they pass the boi looks at them too we both turn and see each other he smiles I look back down I write some more he writes too slowly tasting every word as he puts it to the page I want to taste his words to savor them the glass door opens from the outside and it is time for me to go as I leave the boi stares he is sending me his words later on I will make him a basket full of my most flavourful words wrap it with a bow place it by his door knock three times and leave 000530 ... The Schleiffen Man the new student union_plaza.... makes me shudder tothink they're building this during economic stress....thanks for the new plaza.... guess that's where my tuition increase is going.... thanks horace fleming.... you ask whome the bell tolls for.... it tolls for my billfold 000609 what's it to you? who go blather from