Paintbrush comb the riverside
The coal fed banjo wire whines
Missoula Montana puppet show sky
unties candlewick trails
in prairie grass
Drumstick telegraph poles
get bowling pinned to a pegged odometer
facing east
Goodyears hug each mile goodbye
on the last black double tracked tape ribbon
Oh brothers hear my brother play his song
here in the tavern
here in the town
Grab your best girl grin
and your beer barrel paycheck
cross over the cobblestones
and sing with us
it's the final night
of the last kiss summer
Fiddle bow bass and kettle pot drum
dance us past the rusting trawlers
across the drawn drawbridge
over the dead Salmon Bay
and into the colorless morning sun.
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