fireworks

fireworks
going off like bombs
one after another

across the street
inside our home
sparks crawling along the woodwork
of my window frames
threatening to become more than
temporary

threatening to become
something bonafide

and my skin
in the night unlit
is as hot as fire

and the bright flashes before me
mean little
concussions in a world of words
where witless monoliths claim power
just by virtue
of having been made apparent

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