This year,
there is no summer with a narrative.
Not yet.
In days, there may
be something we might not expect.
But, not yet.
Yet, we
can still enjoy the heat.
Some times,
rather.
Most days,
we'd rather be among friends.
Mostly.
Some days,
we like to hear the buzzing in
our heads.
And others,
we like to hear the fussing on
your street.