we set out in tennis shoes,
ski jackets & driving gloves -
we crossed lonely fields of snow
in early evening, the sky
heather glowed

in a frozen lunar marsh
we stumbled on WBBR
substation radio tower
broadcasting big band stars

substation radio tower
broadcasting big band stars

we climbed past call letter badge
past the red pulsing warning lights
aerial lights
to the transmitter i barely attached
as it thundercracked like a breaking mast

i think we're going down
i looked out over the town
i wish i had a whale to hunt down
i looked over the sea
how i wish someone was waiting to bury me

turn on your tractor beam
set your sights for heavenly seams
i've started to believe
on concrete we scattered our seeds

• 'Big Band Stars' - John Vanderslice

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