REVERT TO ALL THE KISSING
OF MECHANICAL MAN
They are brothers, and they met on the field of
battle, valor meets valor again. Now these men,
underground, work the city; off their backs come
the works of effort and sweat. The rugged tunnel
steams, the mechanical hammer pounds as the old
horses are retired. Steam rules this new year of 1881.
The smash of the leaded type the printing press beats.
The broad headlines catch the city up beneath the
prostitutes feet and the masons' wide range. Men
walk the streets brazenly, enticing, catching up
girls in their arms. Arrest them! No one intones.
A decade then passes, and the metal gates unlocked
bring more : the piston smashes the city street again,
the building arise high, the power'd fuse that lights
the lamplight rages. Ho! It shall never be dark again!
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