a poem
it's almost a summer's nightthe green has populated the barren earth, extending
vines, curling and crawling
unkempt weeds are blooming, falsifying beauty
while the flowers are still birthing from stems, growing
there is the cold incense burning, under rays, spreading
cut grass, glowing, in nostrils, flaring
it's almost a summer's night
premature improvements, anticipating
gatherings, of friends, outdoors, beers pouring
fires burning, meat cooking on coals, glowing
smoke delivering, making mouths water, noses sniffing
windows open, revealing indoor sounds, outdoors
bare legs are vulnerable to razors and bugs, biting
it's almost a summer's night
Comments (7)
Motorcycle exhaust pipes,bass,crickets
i hope you find a biker <3