i may melt
they say the hottest month is august yet still just
may 30 and the temperatures rise to intolerable
i despise air conditioning thinking what those clorafloracarbons
are doing to the ozone after choosing
yes i chose
two years aboard in subtropical conditions living out of suitcases traveling like
vagabonds
bliss
i find myself here and wonder at what the world is asking of us
humans
who stand here in molten skies with burned feet on asphalt
looking for a reprieve