I’ve heard it said that brilliant children
We are masters of the slow burn
Consequently they are fine, happy even,
We walk these Andalusian streets
The road has a stolid memory
The world is a lonely place
When I read about quasars
I pocket my maculinity like a charm
We came up all squeaky and clean
In the middle of the cornfields
In a flyover state
We loved Jesus and our neighbor
Though we didn’t always trust
What if we lived
As if we believed
Our shared experiences
Are stronger than our differences
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