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fourth of july |
durango fireworks are shot from a cemetery i watch the explosions and think of the same sounds bouncing off of city buildings echoing in my ears, my chest my white room my purgatory explosions go off here and there and there and there bombs and gunfire right through black and white skin in a place so far away i think of a veteran freaking out in her empty house the sounds are like others she's heard before these sounds are like others for me they look so gorgeous, those fireworks but the sounds beat in my body like war drums, like symphony timpani in the forte climax my nose is bleeding where's my camel bell, spanish plates, wooden barrel, my freedom day without bomb reminders i need a drink 3200 fireworks today i'll soak them in my bones so i have something to conquer the veteran can't escape indepedence day no one ever will |