A SUMMER THING
the darkness sweats
cicada calls
our sweet nothings
darkness rising…
thinking
her words
cicada fall silent
INSOMNIA
1am
the caffeine-nap
bites back
2am
the dog chases pigeons
in a squeaky dream
3am
my bladder
awakens
A SUMMER THING
the darkness sweats
cicada calls
our sweet nothings
darkness rising…
thinking
her words
cicada fall silent
INSOMNIA
1am
the caffeine-nap
bites back
2am
the dog chases pigeons
in a squeaky dream
3am
my bladder
awakens