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Jul 2014
I followed a mob march of taillights
back from work. Two rows of thirty flames
spaced out streaked the darkness
beneath the looming sparkler
adding stars to midnight sky.
Roman candle travelers eager to burn
out tried to shoot past traffic
on slivers of unoccupied sidewalk.
The closer they got to town,
the more stars faded above
their hoard of torches.
I just followed a convoy of cars and motorcycles back home. They're all here for Galeton's famous firework display on Saturday.
C S Cizek
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C S Cizek  Williamsport
(Williamsport)   
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