The Fourth

I did not feel like focusing on writing this week, but it was fun to dream about warmer weather.  Word collage.


The Fourth


bursting     with     excitement
bastion    of   combustion   and
   we   set   the       a pplaus e
 absorbed   sky  mood           ible
   it         on whiskey        vigor
  all         fire

the   colorful    echoing    finale
  acrid  smells      walk home   so
       of  irony                 many
gunpowder    rust            cars   people

the   mosquitos   like  the  idea
  party    flourish   event     is
   just  like it's all         a little
began              perfect      crazy

the next day

flippant    empty   bottles
   ashes      park      discarded
                      festivities
another year has   passed