Summer at the school

Summer at the school

A Poem by Christopher Stone
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This happened

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Summer at the school.

 

This summer at the school

I left the car to seek some shade

The young police man told to me

“You must close the windows

And lock the doors”

“But I am standing at its side”

I countered meeky

“Do as I say, or leave”

I came back with nothing more because

On his belt he had a pistol

And cuffs

And a mace spray

And a baton

And leather gloves, (for who knows what)

And other things in small black

Leather pouches

This summer at the school.

 

© 2010 Christopher Stone


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As a man, a tourist in Tolledo. Arrested, for going naked to the waist.
As the man across the street, releave his water in a bucket. Laugh.
As he walked home, from a summers school theories.
As the heat, too much for the young Policeman. Wonder, at his rules.
As the rain in Spain, falls mainly on the plain. It must be true.
As it was uncomfortable, for the priest... who watch it all. Lose faith.
As a woman, cheat on her man. Down the way. A husband drinks.
As he toast, to his passions envied blurry.

A world passes.

Posted 13 Years Ago


authority controls~ we abide~ internally chewing at tethers~

profound poetic statement on society and its impositions~ what do we trade for the illusions of 'safety'?~

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Christopher Stone
Christopher Stone

Ibiza, Balearic Islands, Spain



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