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poor boys and the Fanshaws

white smoke and a hanging coffin
                       figure

somewhat inert

this is the, or a, beginning to something 
for the boys to do after the machine
              for the moment they are mimicking machines 
              to overcome male fear of (the) post male role
the enveloping wholeness of the 
seemingly aggressive music 
is really their womb

of renewal by dancing

        or cauldron of rebirth

                                 "are you allright mate?" 

was their chorus

                  remaking the prospect for young men now