Corn moon

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


A warm breeze
fireflies come blinking
out of the shadows


Katydids chant
full moon full moon full moon
a passing jet


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

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