Now, When June Cavorts, Cajoles

Arrhythmic silly dancing –

clomping, clunky feet!
We don’t advance

into the heat all neat

and sorted through.
But wonders do construe us:

now, when June cavorts,

cajoles – induces blue
and gold – and juices

sighs from us in strange

voluptuous July as it arrives
to form the fleet seducing

center of the season.

Nothing much occurs
for any reason. We meet

and greet and prance

about in our pajama pants:
inordinate, replete.










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