BernardYoung

By BernardYoung

An Inkling

Here’s a hint of the heat
on the sunny side of the street


Here’s a clue to the swelter
on the stretched out avenue


Here’s an inkling of the hotness
on the torrid boulevard


Here’s  a poem, half-baked,
lost in the shadows



Lake Street Dive

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