Lego Castles

and Mum dried sheets on castles
erected over ducts
its walls flapped as the floor roared
my tiny friends
led by an invisible hand
seeked refuge in the temporary palace
fixed faces on removable heads
tanned to the colour of the sun
talking through closed smiles
moving through rigid limbs
they gave the chance to give them life
to practice observation

preserved in buckets of dust
they will live again
accustomed to small hands
their story continues
in the direction of a nephew
and we catch eyes
unknowing to the years passed
its smile never ceased
never changed
as mine has taken so many forms
the years begin to stack like bricks
the shape contoured around teeth
how pure it was

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