Sparks

and when she lit him on fire it was like the fourth of July.

He hopped around like Brer Rabbit on caffeine

colored sparks coming from his ass.

She should have been horrified,

or at least worried

but she hadn't the skin for it...worn as her sediments were.

(response to "what you got?" That's all I had. At the moment. Just sayin')

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