with your tables and fire pits and locked gates to keep out cars.
oh sweet labor day...
with your "official" end of summer and return to school blues.
oh bears...
with your beary ways and your gorging, prehibernation food fests.
oh bear hangs...
made out of spent bike tubes, bungee cords, tattered found on the side of the road ropes and bike lock cord that kinda of only made it into a bouncy food sack suspended barely 8 feet high and about twenty feet from my not so sleeping head. if i was a bear i would have found great joy in playfully swatting it around and then eating all of the owners food as he cowered in his nylon safe haven a few feet away.
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