Post Graduated

The marathon is over!
After reaching the finish line,
like a entering an orbit filled with
- palm trees that glowed in sunset.
My journey home?
This is what I shall have;
reserved into memory.
Repressed into memory:
of giving myself one last breath of oxygen.
A supply of living on -
living on one last breath, designed.
The grapes of learning.
I earned an imaginary fin on my back.