I used to love field days
We never went anywhere
Just put our coats on and tromped
orderly enough
a couple blocks to the beach
to inspect shit that had washed up.
Teacher being randomly informative
sometimes going on about crap
like clouds - even though these
were not sand, or waves, and in fact
were visible from the school
and the whole way walking.
But I guess in these unstructured
moments, the gears slip sometimes
a notch or two
and you forget what you're here
to teach the kids
and you wonder what
that dark twisty weird thing is
this kid is showing you
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