Firecrackers
before night struck 11:00
anxiety inched one year older
in it’s timeless finesse
in classic manner strung across
the bed thinking of the rude
ness under the stairs
disregard of human privacy
thinking of throwing something
along with the celebratory toys
projected wantonly in the air
loud as ambulance sirens
murder nudged for a dance
but not tonight baby
goal tonight isn’t gettin down with
my get down
somber gestating Soul Brother
number one being done
hand in hand with a Dead President
if I didn’t know better tears
would follow but he did his thang
with the promised resurrection
on his good foot to glory
this world won’t see the likes of him
in this life... not twice
news covering wars
what’s right that the nations survive
another year
babies micro-waved and used for shields
molested like novice burlesque stars
smoking stale cigarettes
hopeful the next twelve
an amulet exegesis of amnesia
meanwhile marathons unified clarity prevails
settling beside ribbons...
under chandeliers of fire crackers...
all night
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