I remember that night in the woods
while you threw white gas on the flames
everyone was jacked on crystal meth
I sat quiet watching the fire
the military grade glow sticks
broke shards of glass
While you ran into the night
glowing
we were a ribbon of smiles
watching the men
flurry of boys
drunk and high
as we flanked the fire sparkling
the night became dawn
I slept on the bench of the suburban waiting for the sun
You sang with our boy in that beast
remember my dad called it a crummy
we would always say
what the hell is a crummy