fireworks

you know one thing for sure -
it always starts with a bang,

and then more,
setting the night alight,
something so odd but so alluring about it.

but it's so cold that you can’t stop to enjoy it.
you rock back and forth in your boots:
and all you can think is; "when will this show end?"
it's bitter but it's the truth.

and when you think it's truly about to end -
you think the last bit of colour has sizzled down into nothing -
the noise comes again.

and again.

and again.

and you never really know when it'll be the real 'finale'
but you know that when the spark relights,
the performance will be just as grand as the last.

02/24/23
- ch.rlie