Old Boy's Movies Poem by Jack Turner

I worship boys
in old movies.
Cool swaggers, careful quiffs
the slouching leather jacket
the swinging, lazy hips.
I love the girls
the cars, the slang
the cigarettes and whiskey
I dream of heroes, rock 'n' roll
and dancing through the fifties.
I love the sneer and the cool drawl
the milkshakes and the diner
the music and the shopping mall.
But rock is dead it seems, long dead
a legend and an icon now,
and in its wake -
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I worship boys
in old movies.