Memorial Day

Black rooftops taking in sunlight

Shadows of trees

Grass is high

Dandelions blown in the wind

Weeds stand tall.

A bird sings

Sounds of lawnmowers fade in and out.

Shredding dead leaves of winter.

Patio parties with gin cocktails

A lime in every glass

Talk of vacations

Weekend trips

Smells of charcoal and burnt marshmallows.

Band Aids on knees

Sunscreen faces

Bug spray lingers

Minds wonder

Who’s sleeping with who?

Ted and Alice stop by

Bringing wilted salad

Wearing Izod

White with stripes.

Pornography watched on phones by boys upstairs

The air conditioner runs

And war is just around the corner.

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dmseay

The writing is based on my surroundings and what I've been surrounded by. This language is coarse and politically incorrect; which I make no apologies for. These characters are not nice and to use any other dialogue would be disingenuine. That being said, I choose to roll the dice. dm seay

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