spicy coals begging for breath and a minor disturbance. cold legs, a few feet away, and I'm way back believing it.
there could've been a smile out where I shined the light, there's a total loss of color twenty feet out.
there's a cricket in the mix. there's a dog in the dark somewhere. there's a couple other dogs in three directions screaming into the night.
the cricket is on my side. the dogs are days away.