I found myself
engulfed in flames
seeking verisimilitude by
dipping matchbox cars in gasoline.
fire prevention week
meant posters on on the walls in the halls
Stop Drop and Roll!
said
My accomplice, excited to finally get one right.
I buried my charred clothes,
pencilled in new eyebrows--
suspicious & surprised.
the high hum of her little grey fiat
pulling up the drive
what in god’s name have you been into,
she said before the screen door clapped shut.
Plausible deniability, observation, diversion:
Umm... this and that. You look tired. Are you hungry?
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