Summer, grill

This is me being,

should be triumphant.  As

a red car, flaming

necessity.

Or

blown out by

landscapes

under the weight of the deck.

Tangy gifts.

I remember the armory

by the river,

things that got stuck.  Where?

by getting heaved

this is me being

should be triumph, spider, jump as

a red car

untaming

in decipher,

--Greg Mesa