Strange Summer

Strange heat.
Firefly light.
I forego my mask
and head into the night

I’m fighting a lethargy
like none I have known.
I walk out past the treeline
to stargaze alone.

Will celestial wonders
bring me back from the brink.
I sip from my bottle
and take time to think.

I feel more alive
in this moment now fleeting
than I have in four months
of social retreating.

I count falling stars
and hold a wish tight.
I’m just grateful for life
on this strange summer night.

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