Corn moon

Too hot to sleep
I bask in the moonlight’s
illusion of coolness

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A warm breeze
fireflies come blinking
out of the shadows

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Katydids chant
full moon full moon full moon
a passing jet

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Staring at the moon
I wish I too could be buried
up to my neck

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Dave Bonta (bio) crowd-sources his problems by following his gut, which he shares with 100 trillion of his closest microbial friends — a close-knit, symbiotic community comprising several thousand species of bacteria, fungi, and protozoa. In a similarly collaborative fashion, all of Dave's writing is available for reuse and creative remix under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 United States License. For attribution in printed material, his name (Dave Bonta) will suffice, but for web use, please link back to the original. Contact him for permission to waive the "share alike" provision (e.g. for use in a conventionally copyrighted work).

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