The June bug drunk
Flies
Maybe because it is
August
Like a glitch
Out of time and
Place
He roams among the
Bushes
The lavender fields in my
Mind
Gracious to the sun
Shining
Bright behind the clouds
It will emerge
Eventually
Flies
Maybe because it is
August
Like a glitch
Out of time and
Place
He roams among the
Bushes
The lavender fields in my
Mind
Gracious to the sun
Shining
Bright behind the clouds
It will emerge
Eventually
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