it’s that time of year

fireworks endlessly echo and flash
through the alleyways outside my window.
there seems to be an unending supply
i am in a brick oven,
shedding layers,
and sleeping on top of my sheets
but magically reduced
our potential fire hazard
and made me realize
how cool a light switch can be.
Big Death and Little Death
it it was packed with teen angst,
car crashes and the apocalypse.
My kinda play.


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