30 May 2012 Leave a comment
Summer slows mentality,
Slides a hand over the heart,
And saddens old sentimentality.
Marshy days ooze toward sodden ends.
Luminous dusks linger,
Resolving into shimmering specks,
While night weeps in the long grass,
And sleeplessness seeps toward dawn.
Vivum est iudicium sine iudicio.