The mass of bodies flowed around tables like rapids in a river,
They congealed around some displays and flowed around others,
I heard many voices some familiar and some strange,
How they flowed like a river,
I waited for some people,
I also avoided some others,
I enjoyed this night as my last expo ever
2 comments:
I like this poem. you really captured the moment of expo. I also liked that you called people a flowing river. nice job.
I like your similes! Cool poem!
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