Penning Chivalry

Between school daze
and summer knights
I sit in my scholarly tower,
Penning chivalry
of the noblest sort.
The epitome of manhood,
Black ink spurs forth
his college-ruled steed,
toward the spiral-bound
damsel in distress.
She is held captive
by the tightest of margins,
her ransom clearly demanded
on the syllabus.
He fights incoherent thoughts,
empty passion,
and clichés of all shapes and sizes,
bravely rescuing said damsel
from the securely zipped back pack
of her own quivering mind.