1.
In the heat of late summer
I long for a change
Watching through the warm nights for a sign
Of the approaching season
In the moments before I drift off
Carried on stagnant, humid air to fitful sleep
I long for a touch of winter’s icy hand
For need of the neglected blanket
And yet
It would be nice to enjoy the stale end
Of summer freedom
Before it gives way to a new normal
2.
A distant train calls
Through the heavy evening air
A window fan hums
3.
Today I woke to the smell of damp earth.
Bring on the storms!
Let them refresh, enliven
After the summer hangover.
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