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Higher Sirens

 

Drunk people reaching from caves
Flowers trumpet out of their eyes, they're smiling

 
Friday evening around seven
a fire siren is going off
 
Zoom in on two teenagers in their parent's backyard
They are cranking a home-made red metal siren
It looks like it is made from an old fuse box and a coffee can
It still smells like fresh spray paint
 
Another higher pitch, grittier siren goes off across town
Two Rastafarians in a white wood and wicker gazeebo
have a smaller metal siren attached to a long orange extension cord
Small black bats spiral down miniature tin funnels
disappearing into their Rasta eyes
 
I close my eyes and exhale
watching the sirens move in tropical stereo
 
It's a rave sign
 

 
   
     
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