unusual day
nothing changes -- good or bad
rest has earned its keep
time will not lie down
you can't make summer stay, still
foolishly I try
electric fan spins
sleep with the window open
July shirtless days
oh my cowboy pal
saddle up, the sunrise waits
for your returning
I like night with stars
no fuckin' electric lights
long coyote howls
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