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for Tim, Roy and Wayne
Pulling the keys from his belt
the custodian selects the master
tickles the tumblers
and opens the room
to walk into all
the possibilities of emptiness.
Sometimes somebody's
working late and not alone
and there is awkwardness
but most of the time
the room confesses
to garbage on the floor
chalk dust, crooked rows
graffiti on the desks
a lesson left on the board.
South Western Ontario Poetry - 71 Logan Avenue
London, Ontario, Canada N5Y 2P9
Phone: (519)672-2298
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