Deep in Summer

Where have all the cars gone
Not as many as before
The way seems empty, the people gone
Buried deep in summer
They are buried deep in summer
Each in a tunnel of their own sun
In burrow of singular fun
Shooting out the other side of black holes
Where the light is stored for a rainy day
Travel on to the commonplace
The business space, the pent up race
There the heat, it cannot touch you
The windows cannot see you
Skinny life measured out barely reaches
Comics in the sky play out, but ignore those within
Hearts lined up, armored against the bird song
Marching dutifully toward five
When ocean tide awakens
Then sun and moon descend like dew
To moisten every eye wherein grows love
Buried deep in summer
Love grows buried deep in summer
A baby cries, a mother calls, a school yard lives
Ice cream melts slowly down the horrizon
All the crickets play, old timers talk
Ladybug and ants creep along the rose stem
Sigh and wipe away the persperation
Buttery thick the air as twilight fades
Restless flies in the kitchen never notice
Crash goes the screen door
Dirty ruddy freckles, and glowing eyes
Hanging mouth drinking in breath
Corners turned up in happiness
Buried deep in summer
Smiles of the young are deep in summer
Jays and Starlings weave nest and song
Stary Stary Night comes to birth
As life whirls about the streetlight
A tugboat groans somewhere from afar
Something hisses and the night glows red
Coke ovens across the river find relief
A dog barks, then silence
Dreams conjure under damp linen clouds
Traveling faces, friends, lips, arms, foes, charms 
Refreshed only by cool morning breezes
As clarity of day calls our name
Awakening is buried deep in summer
A heart beating deep within summer