Poemdog

Dogs 2019

DIE SUMMER DIE
(8/26/19)


with
a wind
the temperature
is bearable

but it's
these mid 90s
excessive
humidity
heat index days
of dead calm
that are
disheartening

just
a slight breeze
to cool the sweat
would mitigate
the weather
a bit

instead
we are walking
swamps

dripping

drooping

attracting
insects

miserable

I try
to imagine
a scenario
where I could
survive

even thrive
in such
circumstances

but I
cannot

I am
worthless

weak

and I
impotently
hate
the season

the tilt
of a planet
refusing
to acknowledge
my discomfort

or even
my existence