Treasure Island

Jonathan Platt


Hot Summer Days


As the world revolves,
The hot day dissolves
While the sun rolls slowly into the west.
And now the moon slips in
And the night gets a turn,
And we cool down
While the other side burns.

Submitted: Thursday, December 27, 2012
Edited: Friday, December 28, 2012

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