that blows a breath of hope
through the hottest day
that stagnant dry beating down skin
on fire day in June
where your hair's on fire
in the shade
and the earth exhales
like a thirsty
panting frothy mouthed dog
on the edge of a mirage
that keeps getting farther away
with every step
the pavement waves at you
in sine waves viewing
the road recede into distants
that lead to colder times
in pasts
or futures
I hope
but then that breeze
unexpected gushes up your shirt
or skirt
and brings a gust
of relief
and all are filled
with hope again
Jul 11, 2018
Jul 11, 2018 at 9:21 PM UTC
that blows a breath of hope
through the hottest day
that stagnant dry beating down skin
on fire day in June
where your hair's on fire
in the shade
and the earth exhales
like a thirsty
panting frothy mouthed dog
on the edge of a mirage
that keeps getting farther away
with every step
the pavement waves at you
in sine waves viewing
the road recede into distants
that lead to colder times
in pasts
or futures
I hope
but then that breeze
unexpected gushes up your shirt
or skirt
and brings a gust
of relief
and all are filled
with hope again
