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Stoking the Dream Machine
Stoking The Dream Machine by Gabriel Magno the rocking horse stood idle, the tricycle had rusted, the grown up children had their share, and now are well adjusted. Virginia mountains’ hollows, filled with dirt poor children playing, in blue jeans stained with red mud, as grandmas sat crocheting. the knock-kneed mailman suffers, as he walks through Winter’s blizzards, the hobos near the railroad track, place bets and race their lizards. the last train passing through, arrived at noon from Corpus Christi, with sailors who had made a run, to barrooms serving whisky. and me I’m passing time, as I try hard in understanding, how crows atop the mayor’s car, did such a perfect landing. here comes the ice cream truck, the silver bell is ringing, the children playing in the park, drag feet to stop their swinging. In droves the town folks came, to see the tiny tight rope walker, the ticket seller smiles, as ladies swoon to this fast talker. the bluebird circles in the air, to gather monarch butterflies, If this a dream I’m floating in, I hope and pray it never dies.
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