Friday, December 21, 2012

We Care

our fire wouldn't burn
hard as we tried as it's
been raining for days I
cut up the remains of a
birch Carol topped it
kept falling over little
twigs quickly flamed
glowed went out real
pieces wouldn't light
I threw on gasoline
big flash practically
singed my eyebrows
the sun sees we care

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