Rachael

15

Ants, Sweat and Summer

Ants, reddish brown have come out to feast on the sullen heat of summer
Or perhaps to escape the scotching sun they carve their way into my cave
Upon the many school less days of dreary and imaginary merry
I sleep upon the sweet sweat of a water hungry sky

A computer screen growing forever brighter and hackneyed
Days spent in timeless events
A beaches breeze through my hands, as friends depart in happier events
In summer
Oh summer, oh sweet sickly summer
A blurry red given under the blossoming trees
Oh summer, don’t depart, oh sweet sickly summer
I feel guilt under your leaves and a sky that entraps me in dreary
Of thoughtless days, I’ve longed for, yet I’m weary