It Bears Repeating

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I wrote this a year ago tonight
– apparently – July 17th knows how hot it is supposed to be.

To the Swelter


Heat makes me all crazy.
Or, more crazy-
The haze, and the
breathing in of
ozone-

Makes my temper rise
quicker,
my patience
grow
thinner.

I hate the way everything
sticks
to everything else,
or how the car seeps-
heat and the ac doesn’t touch it.

Today,
and the only
solution,
is hot dogs,
and kids running around
in their underwear,
and ice cream.
And a beer, cold.
And the sound from the blades
of an old box fan,
that quiets the insanity.

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