sitting with existential questions and existential friendships is the quintessential decision for celebrating independence in this annual situation. it’s the inside out friends that make these nights never end. it’s the playground within. the soundstage of goosebumps on skin.

food + beer + boat
everything but a
root + beer + float

hit or miss
kindred spirits
splitting the difference
between my lack
of american spirit
and facts about
it’s existence
with a holy spirit
forming my
human experience
inside soul creeping
to the surface.
gotta find the
god searching inner
rather than the
bombs bursting in air.
hey.