Why are mosquitos
Making so much noise
In my ears?
Red wine
Solicitor of solitude
Young night
With every step
The world turns faster
Then stops, suddenly
Heads of willows
Swimming in a sea of fog
Delayed morning
The leaves are rattling
But the pine trees rest silently
Cricket’s last song
Light bulbs
Going dark one by one
Lilies’ fragrance still
Rain after midday
Summer is leaving with clouds
Cricket’s autumn song
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