Cheddar Fire

Cheddar fire and

wood smoke lull the senses into luxury.

Barbecued hours are sweet and tangy.

Laying here your silence is meaty,

your want moist.

The house is but a beautiful carcass

you bought from a taxidermist,

covered in cherry blood and the sweat of chocolate.

Everything is warm –

the flavors, the evening,

you when you ask the question

I am designed not to hear.

The grill is breaking his fast.

Do you really need your shirt?

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