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Thursday, March 23, 2017

A POEM 4 TODAY


FIRST DAY OF CLASS




Teacher went on and on about
I don't know what
Voice echoing
Unwinding like a snake
In the grass eyes feeling
Sleepy head starting to bob
And weave momentarily
Yawning stretching for an
Instant out of the woods drifting
Again eyes closing blinking
Head nodding eyes staring into
Space drifting further eyes closing
Closing closed into a zone where a
Voice echoing somewhere in a tunnel
Unwinding somewhere beneath my
Eyelids wake up sir class is dismissed.








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