Boom Operator - Pop. 1280

Take it from the top

He’s in the shot

A withered sack of skin

He can’t get dressed

He’s on firewatch

Shaking like a twig

He drives through a crowd

Of pedestrians

They run out of frame

Away from the light

He’s the boom operator

He’s got them on mic

I saw the boom operator

He’s in the shot, rubbing two sticks together

I saw the boom operator

His arms gave out at the thirteenth hour

Take another shot

He can’t be cropped

He’s a first aid kit

Filled with rocks

He’s fueled up

In a burning truck

No one goes near him

He’s on the outs

Quiet on the set

Roll for room tone

He’s the boom operator

The equipment’s on loan