end of July, poems

end of July — hearing the cicadas above the traffic ________________ end of July — dog waiting for cars in the shade ________________ end of July — rust on the gate creaks

a few daily haiku

July sun on my neck — grinding of the coffee roaster ______ fourth of July — wasp explores the flag ______ July rain drying my hair in it ______ again the summer rain again ______ pulling back the left sleeve of my shirt — five minutes since last time