summer night

Your hair

A snarl of knotted curls

Your voice

So hoarse and deep,

You rest

In the lovers chair

You’re blazed

In the summer heat

You read

The words of a learned man,

You repeat

The lines you long to keep

You curse

The banshees of the night

Like you,

Adverse to sleep.

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