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.