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The man who photographed trains

lived across the street

when he wasn’t runnin’ down

them big dream cars

w/the big steam horses,

ranging the rails

he couldn’t move,

in the sun

he couldn’t move either.

 

The man who photographed trains

has a museum in Virginia,

but he was a Brooklyn boy

who got his start taking pictures

of pigs in bulletproof vests.

 

The man who photographed trains

used a 4×5 Graphic view and kept

detailed notes about the angle of incidence

versus that of reflection. He had a wife

w/a hot Latin name – Conchita –

whom he divorced after she and her lover,

some guy named Ed, got grand theft

for stealing his work.

 

The man who photographed trains

died in South Salem, twelve years back.

But that didn’t stop Conchita and Ed –

both out of the can, still madly in love –

from selling those pictures on the internet.

Those bold black ‘n whites

of big, bold ideas – of a country born

before the global order.

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