1 min readJul 19, 2016
Night heat of the Locust Moon
Under the stifling
Love meets
Soon
Thundering life
Under the buzzing
Biting sky
Flag furl drooped
Solid
Set air to deny
All that moves
In the sweat on the lip
To hot to drip
A sheen dipped
Red on the eye
Lizard lain still
In the cloy of the room
Velvet on skin
Tonight the Night of the Locust Moon
Begins.