of fiery pastels
across the sky
cast the park
in a timeless gloam
the biting flies
courtesy of standing water
from summer storms
become lethargic
and are consumed
by the welcome swarms
of dragonflies
Meredith
cracks a Miller Lite
-tchick-fsssshh-
and we appreciate
the grass
the fading light
the cooling night
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