The blue flame burst out on the steel wall
Sticky ash adhered
something wants to be barbecued
To be prepared and then eaten
The blue flame multiplies
shimmering ghosts clinging to the steel
longing to splatter fat
distorting the air
The desire for cooking meat outdoors
scattering those blue whisps
emptying the big metal canaster
until it starts puffing and panting
finally spluttering out for good
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