• it’s just nine the phone rings •

• it’s just nine the phone rings •
it’s the boy, he’s forgot his book
by his bedside can i bring it to’m
bone it’s called it opens to what
looks to be a map of middle Earth

walking it over to his school
it’s cool and shiny puddles reflect
the birds burble and brightening
in subdued quadraphonic apoplexy

rounding the corner there’s the door
signing in the happy grinning matron
the office where i spent my time
in two shakes i am out again

back ’round the corner drummers
military beat the marching band
trumpets and trombones twittle midrange the tune which ‘comes

familiar to the ear my steps match
the grin comes the words rise up
• get back • get back • get back
to where you once belong’ •

~ Tim Burchfield
5/22/13

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