join me outdoors

After my first few months of intense New York City-living this summer, I finally left town. This resulted:

The hard woods of America still exist.
The forests are still filled with wild
   mosquitoes and beetles - of all sorts.
When the sun sets, there is still a chill
   that would run down your spine, if you were out here.
Now the darkness calls.
A heavy star pushes down on all the leaves
   so we can not get off the damp floor.
Newly alerted, by something crawling in the folded chamber of my ear
   I hope I never see concrete again.

So summer-themed, but applicable for this weekend too.