Gasping For Droplets of Air

The day broke muggy and gray
  Dewdrops sizzle on gooey asphalt
    and burn holes in parched lawns  

Outdoors discriminates not between
  craftsmen's rank sweat and 
    day laborer's grime

Apartment-dwellers' tongues hang
  over their balconies, enervated
    gasping for droplets of air

Hell hath no Furnace like a city
  at the mercy of a heat wave
    without a Fire Escape
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Rodrigues Avatar
June 10, 2020 at 6:54 PM
That last verse...wow! And people used to cool themselves in malls, theaters and outdoor pools. What’s a body to do!
Krutsinger Avatar
June 10, 2020 at 11:16 AM
This sounds seriously like New York City to me, my friend. In August.
Wolf Avatar
June 10, 2020 at 11:36 AM
At the entrance to NYC is posted this banner: "Welcome to Hell." ~ Little Devil
Bangalee Avatar
June 10, 2020 at 6:05 AM
excellent....superb enjoyable imagism
Wolf Avatar
June 10, 2020 at 11:12 AM
Glad you liked this one, Mahtab. It is a little frightening, of course. Cheers, Gershon
Cunningham Avatar
June 10, 2020 at 2:34 AM
Great imagery Gershon, no chance of that here, we're more likely to get frostbite in the UK. Tom
Wolf Avatar
June 10, 2020 at 11:10 AM
Ha, ha!... You know, I was in London once, for three+ days in 1977, August 24 - 27. I don't think the temperature topped 10 degrees Celsius; the fierce wind bit at me; slanting, stinging rain on and off the whole visit. Marvelous! ~ Sunshine Sam
Somadas Avatar
June 10, 2020 at 12:25 AM
Great imagery Gershon.. Hell hath no Furnace like a city.. Beautifully penned..
Wolf Avatar
June 10, 2020 at 11:02 AM
You and I are Shakespeare aficionados, I see! lol. Thanks, Jenish. Cheers, Gershon
Tor Avatar
June 9, 2020 at 10:28 PM
Great imagery Gershon. Reminds me of hells kitchen... Stay well my friend.
Wolf Avatar
June 10, 2020 at 10:51 AM
Thanks for such an insightful comment, Michael. In a way, the eerie silence of downtown Chicago obscures the fire burning down the socio-economic heart of the city. Take care, Gershon
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