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Disneyland

He said he grew up in Disneyland
and I spent the rest of the day
picturing it: Breakfast with Goofy,
walking to school with Minnie
(who only talked about boys and clothes)
Fireworks every night,
the neighborhood full of tourists
while you played hide and seek in
Cinderella’s castle.

Now, I want to find him and ask:
If you rub against it every day
common as cornflakes and pencils
does magic lose its shine?

And also, since we all need magic,
did you create it from the ordinary world?
Did Walmart and a blank night sky,
lit only by stars,
become magical?
Did it turn you into a boy
entranced by ordinary life?
Amazed by the world most of us
sleep through?

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