but roasting all the same... stripped down
to our bathing suits... sitting behind our
portable fans that spritz water on our
faces to cool us down... when out of
nowhere comes a dark cloud or two that
has, in the past, blown on by... but today
it lingers and dautles around until there
are quite a few of these dark clouds above
our fashionable heads... we stare up at
them daring them to come closer... teasing
them with our sweaty bodies, hoping for
a quick drop or two... and, when we think
we have lost our last strand of patience...
a thunder clap is heard just over the horizon
and then another... and, another... and
strikes of lightning hit the ground all
around our structure and we wonder if this
next one will hit us squarely... but before
we get a chance to ponder that thought
too long... the heavens breaks loose with
an enormous plunge of water that instantly
makes puddles and cools our environment
by ten degrees or more, making chilly, cold
and shivering as the wind dries our sweat...
we huddle together for warmth but that is
good only for those on the inside as the
outer ring still shivers... and, the downpour
of water shifts from a deluge to a trickle...
wondering if we should stay or go, we sit
down on the ground and open another beer.
10 August 2022
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