Howicks

bonfire night
when they burn witches
i think

smokeair smokehair
pretty light shows
gunpowder pistol and

i forget

if life is apathy
and spikes of insane
where am i

four walls and a window.

i stayed in
didn't want to see
people

hope no one else
has died tomorrow.

think i must
keep vigil with a lot of
strangers tonight
i will be alive
and fully concious
in their last breath

alone