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big screen, nine feet away,
bright pixel, individual,
personal transistor driven
driven to deliver
multi-channel array
buckwheat Zidacoe never-never
appeared so crisp
as he did do tonight.

nine feet away,
inside the ring of speakers
part of the play
sung-spoken trippingly
on the tongue
song is sung
in my head and in my ears
tonight, found never, never land
driven easily to tears

hever-never land
oh hopeless spin on hope
tragedy exists
there's no escape
never-never land
six years old
& a simpler way through
somehow,
mom gone
dad gone,
bears
it all
on
little shoulders

and weep we
every unspent tear
metaphor slapping us
rude guilt of missed marks,
passing holds us spellbound
and finish we well too
our greatest hope and fear

hope to settle emotive depts
ought to still feel for depts
distance and time depts
distance and time depts
fade as gracefully
& knowingly
as pyotr pan
& wendy too
into never-never land