The city lights reflect off the starless sky ceiling
My street lamp winks through the waving plum tree
Closed Eyes
Splashing on cars, leaves, the roof
Same cloud juice, different sounds
A train moans its warning far to the west
The on-duty cricket hums in the field
Deep Breaths
Stale couch
Drenched pavement
Mowed lawn and gasoline
Fall breeze
Goose Bumps
Peace fills my soul
Drops fill the gutter
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meh. not my best. told ya Nate. :)
Still it warms my soul.
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