Summer solstice, racing wheels,
Hair on fire, flames blown back.
Crown of heat cooks off the facts.
Paper tigers crackle:
One last snarl until ashes.
And springtime’s sobbing torrents
Swordfight in foamy peaks below the Falls,
Slide mud slopes across toothpick pathways and toy cars
Peopled by people.
The punishing Falls fucking dare the riverbed to come up for air.
Sunset paints the toenails of whitecaps.
I can take out the garbage at midnight shirtless and barefoot.
Featured image: Saint Anthony Falls, Minneapolis, Minnesota (via Wikipedia)