then back through a dozen tunnels,
barely saw the flash of flame
toss a bottle, hear the fire roar
the blur i see heavy suit
tank now punctured,
hiss into cursing,
more roar,
im behind a station wagon,
load one single bullet
a battery with a charge set to spark,
ever heard of a controlled burn?
- my words draw stomping boots,
i skitter around see the draining fuel,
i fire, duck,
hearing a cry of you bitch!
just before explosion....
sprinklers kick in,
i take a photo of the flaming body,
strut away letting the night cool me down,
law and fire...
text DL -
fire angel taken care of
you can sleep bud XOXO

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