I was in liquid, salten and blue
I was the monster that lives in your mind
I had a call that nobody knew
only the monsters of my own kind
I am a mobile, dangling on the ceiling
I am a portend of my doom
I don't know what you may be feeling
I am the dinosaur, alone in the room
Burke Museum, Seattle, WA
Poem #17 - NaPoWriMo
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