Te \ The house boiled on a hill
loof / lonely clamshell roof
moint \ meeting point
paths / adjoining black paths
fire \ carved by historic fire
surcn ds / surrounding concentric ponds
li. epid \ listless and tepid
elight / emblazoned with sunlight
and ctteds. \ and crossed by bitter weeds.
uk vil / Lucky Hour at the Lucky Devil
weisors \ we picked up visitors
s th bar / smashed, along the bar.
oat ntion \ our ears pricking at mention
of the Singe- / of the Singe-
co gnnn. ht! \ come with us tonight!
yoaenture, right? / your girls cream for adventure, right?
don’t tell m’t want- \ don’t tell me you boys don’t want-
SIperience / the full-on, Blair Witch SINGE experience
thewith… \ they wanted to go with us…
inate / in their beer-soaked state
ck-seat \ crammed in the back-seat
wflasights / we handed out flashlights
imor, \ in the rearview mirror,
ouetimes met- / our eyes sometimes met-
d. \ trust exchanged.
We wante ash! / We want to see the ash!
thecreamed \ they clapped and screamed
ests / we played their song requests
tried their pills \ tried their pills
tely / they understood, gravely
ke. \ why we didn’t smoke.
Tinge / The Singe
r n \ ran up the side of a barn
likhimself! / like Christ’s shadow himself!
fil d \ filmy lights crossed and uncrossed
thetures, / they took pictures,
se \ often with lighters, held to the consecrated base
cr ds / crunching and stomping weeds
nger \ one boy even pressed a licked finger
t d. / to the blackened whispering wood.
Ifce \ If they slighted us, minimally or maximally,
we nce / we took offence.
our picked them \ our pickup followed
nd / a gaining distance behind
ifnce \ if they were parents, we gave them chance after chance
up to g / up to the maximum number of offspring-
these gach \ these games always ended in the ditch
wes / we believed their sobbing stories of loved ones
or wn’t \ or we didn’t
in se- / in every case-
we. \ we left it up to the Singe.
Singe / The real Singe
bver \ hulked in the next town over
whd / white elephant creepy pioneer homestead
c t r \ carrying the mark of terror
wh wn / which rained down on our Town
i976 \ in August 1976.
nthr. ns / now guarded by threatening signs
twelenes \ twelve-foot fences
appd / artfully flame-tipped.
Sak \ Some nights we drank
I e / in dark hovels along the fence
t or \ tossing cans over
s. t. er / like rats in a dumpster
wh. . – \ that was how we imagined ourselves-
laugmeet us, / laughing at humans who had the luck to meet us,
real y-our blood \ real hay-bred townies with the mythic smoke in our blood
until sir night air… / until spotlights and sirens fleeced the cold night air…
and we s. kittere. off. \ and we skittered off.