Camping curse
a cherry-glazed donut
fire pit
spews sour lava
amongst itchy chits.
Remember,
Satan is circular.
Branches browned
form a bowtie blaze;
his glow gathers us ‘round.
Sputtering
carburetor spikes;
evil loves a nickname
whispered through
transmission fluid flames.
Empire waist
night crinkles ashen spots.
Brave Pietá
mourns the blest body
of this year’s bonfire cheetah.
Flashback Track #33 is all about summertime. Join me in creating an elegy to one of your favorite parts to this fleeting season.
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