Tuesday, 4 September 2018

Come Children

come children, gently down the corridors

careful not to rattle a door, set off

an alarm, or draw undue suspicion

best to keep both your hands up in the air

come children, silently into your chairs

tuck your head between your knees

and worry not that you don’t comprehend

the unspoken in these exercises

your teacher has been well trained to look past

your desks, past the question marks on your face

to the windows and doors, to the echoes

in the hall and the strains of danger, with

one hand in the drawer and a finger on the trigger

© Lianne Kamp

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Lianne Kamp resides in Boston, Massachusetts. Her poems and short stories appear in assorted print journals and on-line publications including: Poets Reading the News, Rattle’s Ekphrastic Challenge, Scarlet Leaf Review, Poetry Quarterly, Dual Coast Magazine, and a number of Prolific Press anthologies. She writes poetry to make her world-view more panoramic by examining it more closely.