oppressive mn heat
a starch blanket
save for weighted winds
strip me hot naked
some dry desert nigh
inside for a time
sun blinding eyes
higher in the skies
and what ac wets me
nothing for going out
lights waver glowing
powering at a rout
still,
wager for winter
wager for reprieve
betting on instinct
hoping it to leave
and at least not death valley,
dumpsters swelter in the alleys.
