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Mar 2015 · 1.0k
The Brickyard
Josh Redd Mar 2015
Boys in a brick labyrinth
retired structure
two boys coming to age
bricks, bricks, bricks back to their first days

Hallways like blood veins through their body
like gold veins through this cold mine
They know them intimately
seemingly with no ending

Left right left left: a drummers paradiddle
stairs up, stairs down, chambers and iron gates
vast expanses, great pillars stand guard
Sentinels of the brickyard

Miles, unfathomable tons of red rock
The Courtyard sky so blue and so outstandingly high
Summer nights under endless whites
the bricks outnumber these lights

Hide and seek like you've never seen!
never stray too far
count to 50 - ready or not
There's always a new spot

Boy hides and boy seeks to find
footsteps echo off of every. single. brick.
Imagine his face, the boy with blonde hair
as he runs around the corner and finds a girl standing there
This poem was a dream of mine I remembered after waking up early.

— The End —