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I’ve never been in love but I saw Brian Wilson once.

I was drunk and screamed too loud over the falsetto in “You Still Believe in Me.”

And I thought about the way his catastrophes made everything okay

'til I watched the fire fade and former dayglo embers turned to ashy greys and blacks.

One exhausted triple encore, unplugged bass around his neck.

I know fires can last forever, but I need to find a match ‘cause these days, fuck, I’m tired.