Napalm Salmon Dinner

Salmon Dinner nothing can be separate us a child from a mother a brilliant plan and a truck go steal his bank card riding home dad doesn't know that I am wanted neither do I sneaking in the back door salmon dinner and rice await while I wait for a chance I allready know the secret slipping a card out of his pocket as dinner awaits me tempting but not as much as fate riding to mom's truck eagerly awaiting me letst go! she says abandoning my bike as if this adventer is hers not min the salmon dinner growing cold as we stole out into the night ON A WINDY DAY one windy day in the east mom told me that horses were dargs chewing tobacco with glass under my lips with the boys riding a 4 wheelers to the trampoline with other kids i've escaped for now watch this horse she says to me in a western night wind blew blue leaves over the face of the horse that was holding onto me are you ok? I was asked glad not to be trampled as I understood standing under a scared majestic mammal NAPALM I don't know where i am on top of a hill in a cabin a runaway i have new skills learned from the anarchists cook book that is lets make napalm! I say to my new friend its an easy recipie for companionship three parts gas to each block of styrofoam util it feels like jelly I;d never benn to vietnam, cambodia not yet seen the brned bodies before I set this napalm on fire OH SHTT!! leaves fall as napalm burns flashing at our 12 year old faces sweeping up leaves with thick smoke I hope to end this fire before death i don't know if we ever finished burning all the napalm we made