June in September

It happened one time

One Friday in June

The night was the day

The morning the moon

Stunned, in awe, by chance

Serendipity

Gorgeous, lovely, fun

One, two, trinity

The heat was tonight

Tomorrow, the beach

I look in my eyes

The contract I breach

You’re stung, you’re not dead

And, yet, death is near

Yet dead is alive

Death’s life, feel no fear

When answers are asked

The questions respond

You’re near it, you know

You’re wet in the pond

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