Backyards:
Summer: Night
AT NIGHT
......when all is medium cool
............in
summer
......................lights
fly
and
sentence out the air
......................with
Morse.
....And
voices drift
..................like
Frisbees of sound
between
the yards
...........between
the murmurs of air conditioning fans,
coming
from the golden glowing porches
.................where
life exists in the dark,
.......in
the yellow shimmerings
........................of
concrete slab oases,
where
messages of intent are passed
......in
the supple movements
...............of
the sun struck golden bodies
......in
the haltered swaying
........................of
liberated breasts
...............and
in the ice rattling gestures
of
liberal minded men
........circumscribing
their fragile realities.
From
yard to yard
......the
only life making sense
................are
the small dark voices
......................playing
and pretending
......chasing
flying lights
...........................and
each other
................................at
night
...........when
all is medium cool
......................in
summer.