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