The Faint

     “We need you back bladerunner,

we need the old magic back” the commissioner pleads heartily,

but my sleep state confusion knows only the tears that foretold,

‘Big boys don’t cry!’

     In state of anguish every beating is felt one more time,

and, ‘it must be a life review’ and, I hear them say,

     “He’ll not recover from this one!” - it is as if...

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