Temperature climbing
desert wind blowing
runnels of sweat begin
as I start to melt, in the heat.
Waves slither on the horizon
a mirage of water
zero humidity
and not a cloud above
Swirling sand catches my eye
dust devil rising 200 feet
tumbleweeds shot upward
the whiptail lizards sprints away
108 degrees and a breeze full of dirt
like being sand blasted
except I have no rust
just skin, to live in
It begins to roast and turn red
I long for shade and a drink
but no trees, or shrubs offer any
and no hose, or lake around
Thirsty and burnt
skin just about flayed
I finally make it
to the cooler and shade
Oct 14, 2016
Oct 14, 2016 at 1:28 PM UTC
Temperature climbing
desert wind blowing
runnels of sweat begin
as I start to melt, in the heat.
Waves slither on the horizon
a mirage of water
zero humidity
and not a cloud above
Swirling sand catches my eye
dust devil rising 200 feet
tumbleweeds shot upward
the whiptail lizards sprints away
108 degrees and a breeze full of dirt
like being sand blasted
except I have no rust
just skin, to live in
It begins to roast and turn red
I long for shade and a drink
but no trees, or shrubs offer any
and no hose, or lake around
Thirsty and burnt
skin just about flayed
I finally make it
to the cooler and shade
A quick trip across the yard to the mailbox and back
