my neck staring up into
the 45 minute
firework display
down on the mall.
so many booms,
so many
explosions of red
and gold.
my eyes
are full of smoke
and ash,
my lungs are heavy
with hot air.
drinking a cold
beverage helps,
as does a massage
therapist
located on the far
side of the grass.
time for another hot dog
and burger,
a slice of melon,
and a piece of apple
pie with a scoop
of French vanilla on the side.
i think i'll just lie
down for
awhile on this cold
wet grass and stare at
the hazy sky.

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