Early June

Early June

While lilacs grow thick
in the night breeze, and lupin
flaunts all day for sweet
honey locust, I wait for
you—or sleep—or the cold moon.

About John MacKenzie

I'll mumble for ya. Poetry, plus most things quantifiable: science, neuroscience, memory, epistemology, baseball. And so on.
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