The lazy sky sweats throughout the day and pants at night
A final hour walking under the clouds framed by sunlight
Horseflies drunk off stealing power from under your skin
You watch the transforming colors of the atmosphere grin
Endless clear vistas elude this abandoned land of damp air
No other people nearby to see a wild horse or jumping hare
Everybody went to sleep on the cusp of a boundless dream
Faint sounds skip along the bog of an old dragon’s scream
A bigfoot could appear in a place and a time such as this
Mere sight of the sasquatch would send you into the abyss
The Loch Ness Monster has little room to bask in a marsh
But a T-Rex can roam the sluggish lands in an era so harsh
Just a vision of swamps filled with creatures real and fake
Sizzling months retreat and return from this wannabe lake
Evening cools while the water droplets flee your epidermis
Fear fades when horseflies stop treating you like a thermos
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