Summer night walks of inspiration

Humid summer night.

filling the air with tiny wings whirring

mosquito mouth buzz

and sweaty brow contemplation.

Walk 

    The

        Block

              In 

                 Pitch

                     Black

blindfold made of air

moonlight makeshift flashlight

need this time to think...

pondering on Adidas 

steps stop not

Enjoying this fine evening.

Continue 

my ponderings/wanderings

shall I?

This poem is about: 
Me

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