from p.1 on Mon., Aug. 17th

River & Drum Work:

1.
A raging bonfire
was started with
the branches from
a falling tree and a
ton of lighter fluid.

Bonfire. Burning wood.
Crackling. Smell of
Smoke. S'mores.




2.
The steady melodic drone
of the drums rattles on,
pushing and pulling the
anxious crowd like the
moon does a wave,
unleashing bottled energy
to the rhythm of the
song.

Bodies sway. Jump!
Dance! Flailing limbs!
Obscured views. Shouts
of joy. Unshed songs.
And anthems cheer.



3.
Lifeguarding is real lame. I want to go away in my brain. Sun is hot, burns my skin, I gotta win. Relaxing all the time, I wish I could rhyme.

Guard. LIfe. Right! Clean
Pool. Enforce the rule!
WALK! Don't run, you bum.
At the pool. All the time. What a crime.