Tailor Bell

Network For Boomer - Poem by Tailor Bell

Baby they'll see me
Baby they'll feel me
Spin fire

Maybe they'll catch me
Maybe they'll walk on
My wire

Yeah yeah
There's no getting higher
Yeah yeah
There's no way to retire

I can tell daily
I can see freely
Who needs this desire

However straightly
Baby project me
Right to the spire

Yeah yeah
There's nothing required
Yeah yeah
There's no one for hire

Steady your aiming
Aim when your ready
It steadily rises

Squeeze every trigger
Squeeze them forever
Those bigger stuffed prizes

Yeah yeah
There's no getting higher
Yeah yeah
There's nothing but Flyer

Comments about Network For Boomer by Tailor Bell

  • (12/31/2009 1:50:00 AM)

    Boomer imagery, indeed! But, is it praise?

    Good job, and the ambiguity comes with the age.
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 20, 2009

Poem Edited: Monday, November 1, 2010

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