1st June

June 1, 2019 § 2 Comments

Past ten and the light

keeps licking winter and night,

this sumner begins.

 

Now open windows,

now open doors will betray

the secrets of walls.

 

A cacophony

of musics, of TV-sets,

of human voices.

 

We forgive so much

for the privilege of warmth

and one more summer.

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