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 |  More poems for Promptly Poetry, stuffed into this book because I have reached my limit. |
| When the flames finally retreat, the meat hits the grill with a rush, a crashing wave Then a hush! that becomes a sizzling murmur as the fat is rendered. Seduced by the heat it drips into the fire, sparking smoky plumes - summer’s perfume in every backyard. There is no rare or medium, it is all well done. The only acceptable patty has been thoroughly charred, infused with polycyclic aromatic hydrocarbons. This gathering by the communal fire satisfies an ancient, primal desire a celebration of provision and unity. Once, a rejoicing in the kill still an opportunity to fill bellies and hearts with family and burnt burgers. |
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