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| A Soviet Flyboy Pines for the Wilson Sisters by Charlie Finch |
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| I'm an old astronaut, Yuri, if you please, dreaming in my Dacha of Jane and Louise The Moscow Space Center was heaven for me -- all that's left is my spacesuit for Jane and Louise The place was top secret on a cold Russian plain, now a few buzzards cackle for Louise and Jane The boosters were powerful, the throw weight insane, now the hardware just rusts there for Louise and Jane I walked out of my space craft high above the earth's seas, now I'm shuffling through corridors with Jane and Louise The hammer and sickle, red flags in the breeze, now lie at the feet of Jane and Louise I wolf down a vodka, I walk in the rain, my shattered dreams pictured by Louise and Jane The borscht in my samovar is flushed down the drain -- all I've got is this snapshot of Louise and Jane We rattle our tin cups: "A few rubles, please" from the Bohen Foundation and Jane and Louise Their art is a lovely, intelligent tease. I abandoned all glory for Jane and Louise Defenestrate patriot tunes from the brain -- the true motherland is Louise and Jane
CHARLIE FINCH is coauthor of Most Art Sucks: Five Years of Coagula (Smart Art Press). |
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