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Field Trip (Free verse) by wilco

Wide, spacious hallway. Adequate lighting. White tile and red carpet Stretching forever. The bones of monsters Amongst columns of stars. Forged by the gods Taken by the heavens. Paintings staring back. Meticulously crafted. Aging… But never getting old.

hypatia 13-Apr-04/3:44 PM
This poem is a little perplexing, but you're not a dunce, as some say, and your poemes are not bulging johnnies of lost hope. A field trip to the heavens!




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