If summer heat is getting to you, here’s a respite.
Day: August 2, 2007
August
then stop
nostrils singed
by scalded air
too hot and thick
to breathe
a heat to suffocate
haltingly
I fill my lunges
yet again
to bake them
in sustaining breath
this oven to endure
skin weeps
emblazened
salted droplets
baste my neck
trace my spine
to irritate
to saturate
to gather in the hollow
of my labored chest
hesitant in its struggle
brackish beads
bloom and seep
from beneath the smother
of matted soak
atop my head
to ooze their way
down fevered slope
into my eyes
and sting
bittering my lips
glaring sphere
in steaming sky
smirks
crackles
bears down
imposing
tasks at hand
plans to make
all will wait
energy expired
exhaustion’s odor
permeates
thoughts sticky
synapses coated
in humid midday
where are the rains
of quenching april
questions evaporate
desires are vaporized
even dreams are scorched
life roils slowly
simmering in august
rob kistner © 2007