fly…

an’ one day he wasn’t there anymore…
gone…put away to pasture perhaps…
his wild years behind ’em…
tellin’ broads he was an astronaut…
been on the Moon…what he told…

said he’d traveled out into the final frontier…
macho talk of bein’ a space cowboy…
that’s all it was…
just talk…
his whole life was talk…

always wantin’ to be somethin’…
somethin’ important…
said america wasn’t big ‘nough for ’em…
world was just an obstacle…
well…maybe it was…

but now ya’ got the chance…
fly pop…
fly…
go out into the starry beyond…
fly…

Published by: dmseay

The writing is based on my surroundings and what I've been surrounded by. This language is coarse and politically incorrect; which I make no apologies for. These characters are not nice and to use any other dialogue would be disingenuine. That being said, I choose to roll the dice. dm seay

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