fireworks shower
the darkened country
neither the fearful dogs
nor the departed need watch
nor the locked-down living
why? to celebrate the dead
or the invisible death
that hitchhikes along
the highway of breath?
how do we cheer
with closed mouths
or applaud with fingers
clutching our hearts?
in the sky
the flaming debris shrieks
ash falls on empty chairs
tonight I wish
I could fit under the bed
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