Carpe Noctem

full moonlight at half strength
due to rain

a slow and seemingly deliberate
tapping on the roof

one of the last warm
end-of-summer nights

katydids singing this is it
this is it this is it

this night with its singular pelage
will never come again

let sleep go on without you
like a zombie apocalypse

flying squirrels open
the dark sails of their bodies

a spring peeper calls three times
in defiance of the season

i take the indescribable
petrichor into my lungs

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