wander down a rainbow
bridge
puddles pool in star-soaked
ditch
steer my rowing sailboat
which
brings to life my phantom itch
that tap taps the dirtied
wood
my chewed-through pencil raps the
bloom-
ing sprawling pictures on class
room
desks as pitter patter comes to
rest
on iron gutter which rusty crests
to sap sap dripping from
tree
where rainbow lanes welcome
me
above a roof of cotton
seams
the noon sky where childhood
dreams —
my teacher clears her throat and speaks
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