Brynner and McQueen
How ‘bout that?
‘Gently, boys, gently’
Into your long forgotten nights
Huffing liquid asbestos
And smoking cigarettes
Trading the moments of your fragile lives
For the silent relief from that moment in front
Building momentum and building speed
It didn’t matter that you built men for years to come
And you gave your soul like others give ashes
Blowing over the land
Then gone
Were you ever really here at all?
Or were you really just the biggest work of fiction I’ve known?
Can’t be.
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