Hallgrim’s Church

By Reykjavik

for everyone with Dyspraxia and Dyscaculia

That church from
where I’m standing:
here bottom of the hill
between green
and yellow houses

south side of Reykjavik
I’m sure is the space-ship
Miss Clarkson let me draw

in her ‘59 maths class
while other kids were busy
working on fractions.

It has a stair case
on the outside like the one
I pretended to climb
sit close my eyes

and wait for the count down

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