Monday, July 24, 2017

july

I was out
frying bacon and eggs
on the sidewalk,
when I saw
a squirrel
beneath a tree
sleeping,
a robin, stretched out
on a leaf
floating
in the bird bath.
there is a wilt
to the crowd
departing from the bus,
some with a glazed
look in their eyes,
others
soggy from the ride.
the white
sun
of july, is taking
the starch out
of most of us
with no relief in
sight.

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