On the eve of independence day,
that old rag tune jangles the 4th of July
Bellies lacquered in liquor and Bud
America and highways and sun bathing
girls in bikinis
A cat skitters across a floor.
A shadow falls in a puddle about a body in slow motion.
A candle unlit begs for the kiss of a hot little flame.
A floor creaks and a fan whirls lazy by the ceiling.