Spiny Coctails for the Sun - Aug. 5, 2024

the summer desert - mostly

seared sand and spiny

cocktails for the sun

this must be what it’s like

living on Mars  tortured

landscape viewed through

dusty windows  every sign

of life fleeing from death

my mind wanders beyond the glass

curiously unsympathetic today

because I’m cool and if I can’t

feel or don’t remember

I won’t imagine myself in it

when it’s really hot I notice

birds open their beaks wide

and singing takes a back seat

to breathing