Juicy sweat trickles down my back, the
Undulating fan, noisy, weakly blows
Lethargic gusts of dazed and drugged humidity in
Yellow-crusted corneas, blinded by desert dust
Steamy, simmering hot Santa
Ana air, dragon's breath mirage, melting
Unrelenting internal inferno
No relief for the next week, then
August arrives.
7/24/18
Any poem from July 2018
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