Nickel Children 2

All the Nickel Children are playing on the rocks. Ridges to their cliffs black crust. Chimney sticks and nickels casting silhouettes and all the sky in burning rust. The glowing red horizons sliding down in fire been dumped from casted buckets to their side. The train cars slowly running with a gentle purr while showtime sees the hotter coals collide. The view upon the highway not a common sight. Red coals to light the city up for miles. Small children in the backseat yelling ooh and ahh. With parents watching breathless from their smiles.