5 September 2005

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Hello Summer of Transition,
Your transitory effect on me is still not over. This is an update or, if you will, an ode to your impact.

Summer of Broken Bone,
Initial loneliness and despair soon transcended in their respective opposites
Summer of Waiting at a Bus Stop,
Waiting for the future to come to me today,
Summer of Rest,
Of sleep in warmth (sometimes way too much warmth) and poetry (sometimes way too little poetry),
Summer of Translation,
Translating my emotions into words and then again to my self,
Summer of Longing,
Connecting everything I see with the bony curves I saw before me,

Summer of Affection,
The kind smile a cat can give to me,
Summer of Translation,
Learning about an ulcerative colitis and tomato & kiwi consumption
Summer of Restlessness,
The gasps for breath could disappear,
Summer of Taking a Bus,
Of being on my way (to)
Summer of a Healed Bone,
The regained freedom I kiss along with you,
Summer of Change,
and oh,

Summer of Love,
You have been kind to me.