A Great Fire Burns in Me, Recited by Valente

Jack and valente were sitting outside under a pergola heavy with potato vine and clema as jack had built a fire in the fire pit. Volente said that he was re reading his favorite biography of van go, and that the artist claimed to find the darkness more colorful and vivid than the day. Jack handed him a beer and retrieved another for himself from the fridge. Valente explained that he had awoken in the night with a strange intuition that there was something wrong with jack's house. It just shows you, he said, smiling at nothing but the dark. Ever, one has to start somewhere.