At this college up the hillwe end with a performance art aspect
where we Ring the Bell to celebrate
that we have passed our Division III,
an all-important requirement to graduate.

Once I’d finally bribed the right people
and was scheduling my own bell-ringing event,
I was making up flyers and developing posters
to put out the good word.
Before the Internet, we used tools like paper
to inform others of events. It was hit-or-miss.

There was a particular ex I wanted to invite
but we hadn’t been speaking
– and had no real mutual contacts.
So I designed a poster for her dorm structure
and made a point to put it up specifically over there
for her, with annotations she might get
if she happened to read it.

I couldn’t invite her to come
but I could inadvertently provide her the information to just stop by.
She didn’t make it. Great turnout otherwise.
Fantastic event.

To this day,
I still have special people
I want to invite to special events
that I seek surreptitious ways
to mind-trick them into coming.
It never works.

The question may be who’s zoomin’ who?
But the real question probably is
"What the fuck does that sentence even mean?"