Boeing, Boeing – June 30

6.30

In a door out a door, in a window

out the side. snap lines, quick ins

fast riffs laughs and fines. how

many straight faces does it take

to make a funny. how many prat

falls drop ‘em down to tickle tummy.

farce screams, talent gleams, young

and yearning, flash and learning.

these are the days to do it, build

those friendships. make the sighs.

we’ll look to see y’all later, when

the vision’s come to high.

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