Send in the White Coats
A quiet classroom is like a body politic
Where the children dissect a view like sneaks.
When the bell rings sharp they don't
Scarper into the woods to smoke or screw
Like they used to. Now it's just a blow
Of the nose or a trip to the cold library.
And all their dreams can only culminate
In a stroll down old Roding Lane,
Two greying schoolboys who remember their fresher days
Discussing "chemistry is universal".
~Dan Golding















Comments
There's something about the language you've used that's made it very cold, and deliciously so (I've always wanted to say that). Awesome.
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