i know the streets here better than you.

[Fliptastic29]

I love the power in this one. I really feel the anger. Also love the images, especially of the firecrackers and sparklers.

[machinery]

on trial
again

for no fucking reason.
no matter how my words move,
yrs dance more flamboyant.

yr questions pop like fireworks,
echoing off our cathedral ceilings
while my replies fizzle like
forgotten sparklers.

now it's me who doesn't understand.
i'm not speaking fiction!
i'm not one-upping you with
one of my smiling lies.
I hiss truth through these stern eyes
and two-door garage mouth.

in your little epcot center,
yr right.
you can't be wronged
or else...

or else
there goes my plan, our night,
sitting irregular on the davenport,
pushing smoke from our mouths and
exchanging wet smiles against candlelight.

there goes what i've tried to achieve...

which is a fucking balance
between our worlds,
a teeny time-out from our troubles,

but
you can't be told different.
you can't take explanation.
you can't handle the facts.

and it is when this time comes
that we separate
and dwell in other
rooms...

(trying to sleep on my ratty recliner)
oh how i wish for morning.

[Hannibal]

I agree - the fire*******/sparkler reference was really lasting to me as well.

The rest of the peice flowed nicely.

It was good I think. Not substantially wonderful, or like mezmerizing or anything, but...
like crazy a said about another work not too long ago, it was simple enough I could read more than once, and still enjoy it (or something to that effect)
At any rate - it was smooth. No glitches...
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