The hyper horde of freshmen have beset
my town of late. They poured
from cars, offloading gear, incurring debt:
the hyper horde.

In blue-and-yellow gear they arrowed toward
long registration lines, to stand and sweat,
while I avoided streets they tour-explored.

But waiting for my bus, I felt their threat.
They teemed and couldn’t move to let me board.
I bailed and walked, inclining to regret
the hyper horde.

(Roundel)