this week in summer 

this week in summer

there are no mirrors around

to check some polished facade

that disgraces the potential

of vision and visibility.

there are no clocks either

to time some physical need

and put such limitations 

on the presence of it all. 

so instead originally roams 

and expands this very space 

and me and you and freedom at last 

in the cheeky summer breeze.