HAPPENSTANCE IN
THE BLUE ROOM
Anytime I think back to waiting,
the subject of you comes up : like
a wind-chime somehow frantic
with envy. On the corner of Marlin
and Lane, the old toy store waits
out the game.
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Childhood should end when it's over,
I would think - but here the mothers
and kids find stalled joy in the playing:
old games, plastic cars, and a gallery
case of used jewelry for small sale.
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Funny it is, how I've never seen a
man in these environs. They have
memories too; the kid in the alley
with the fireman's over-sized hat;
two baseball skunks flinging the
bat.
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Old toys and toy-store items.
Men, women, and children, with
but memory to guide them?
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