1 Poem
a furnace is a dangerous place
did you see the pictures
as a child too
three young men
beautiful and chaste
hair untouched
clothes unruffled
I was maybe always
a little in love with them
lanky and principled
not famous enough to be flawed
allowed to return to the shadows
after proving the king wrong
like silent friends
you know
I used to walk the country
where this is supposed to have happened
now I wonder why
the story needed them to be three
I guess I wanted to join them
to be one of the boys
the fourth softboy to their
perfect three