no candles
but fireworks
no explosions
but roman candles
we have written pomes
for one good year now
we are very tired
but our mouths are still
full of spit, tongue, stones
and words
no firecrackers
but live ammo
no funeral pyres
but a feather
of the Phoenix
EL SEBBO
disposable poetry 
Not the largest audience ever but an ultimate faithful fan! Keep truckin boys. Me ove dat shyte. djn