my fourth, by Keith Simmons

This fourth of July was really fun.
It started out with no plans at all.
a friend came over and we watched Italy and Germany play. We drank in celebration. Germany lost. We drank with sadness. we ate turkey burgers after. Funny that we call them turkey burgers when they're made of turkey and hamburgers when they're made of cow. The Bryants came over and we drank more, and ate lamb. a portion of a paper plane came floating down upon us. We celebrated with more drinks and more meat. Then we rode our bikes to watch explosions in the sky. after the sky went boom we rode home. all went home. And now I write. and now I sleep.