In the bus as Harry Potter

The world is made up of buses
Busy children imitating harry potter
buses give them a sense of belonging
they roll between buildings collecting the children and the money

Giant elevators lift the buses into the skyscraping platforms
The children go up and people from past lives come down
peering out of the windows wondering what could have been
All this movement guarantees a new Harry potter saga

All these children dedicate their money like a tithing
so that they may sit with the faint marker line of a scar
across their foreheads
Counting their coin as if they hadn't been given enough
As if they were reciting a spell