These summer nights are still oh how I’m swept with warm effusion
Chatter bugs envelope residents to charm communion
Not a whisper in the bushes gasses linger breathing lightly
Moments blister in their humid silence singing nightly
The sonorous quietude implies a beauty restless
bird feathers rustle adding prattle to the guest list
a momentary sequencing relinquishing involvement
of an interlocked allotment, oxygen dissolved in solvent
a crinkled bark, a scruffy brick,
a trickling brooke, imagine bliss,
a seated squirrel, a wagging leaf
a rattling pluralistic matting of a million currencies
across the southern strings a star extinguishes its sense of gleam
shining ’til its finished giving life to things around me
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