I wrote this, number 354, after a fireworks party in November, and never posted it. Until now.
"There may be no minimum safe distance,"
I say, quoting Avengers Assemble on firework's night.
In fact there is but they choose to ignore it.
I stand back and try to enjoy the sight.
The garden's really too small, but it's not my party
Risk versus unpleasantness, I'll always lose that fight