I Think I Saw It

On a little desk   in a dusty room
I sat and dreamed things strange
flying as birds did around school
talking as parrots with foreigners
capturing images with cakes and bread
eating worms cooked, served in plates
talking using cockroaches tied to wires
tying my neck with gold- colored ropes
working in anthills built with glasses
I think I saw it while in Primary School
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Coreggia Avatar
April 14, 2017 at 6:50 AM
A delicious poem. The things we imagined in Primary School, and that sometimes almost seemed real to us . . . like reaching the moon in a hot-air balloon:) Amitiés
Ochwo-Oburu Avatar
April 14, 2017 at 7:50 AM
Dear Anne-Marie, Thanks so much for sharing with me similar vision/mind.
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