Summer Sunset

Summer is seeping through the windows of my house tonight. It is hot and gets under my skin, and I wrote this poem to forget about how gosh darned warm it is in my bedroom. Enjoy!

"Summer Sunset"

The sun is hot hot hot

even when it's not

above the horizon.

I keep my eyes on 

the way the sky quiets 

and wish I could try it--

the soft transformation

from pink and red elation

to the cool blue and green

that starts the nighttime scene.