fireworks season

according to the internet we’re friends again
and 17th street says it’s fireworks season

where every day it’s 100 degrees
and we’re searching for astronauts
because we want to believe in something bigger

and today I read
about how nick drake’s face never
looked quite right with a smile on it.

when I was younger I used to eat hot dog buns
around this time
back when that meant fields and fireworks
for one night, in an official sort of display

and maybe that’s a difference between being
22 and 7
but even then there were spent cartridges
remnants in the grass and street.

there are some things we never leave behind
no matter how tight we shut our eyes