heat waves roll along the
ground like tumbleweed,
smart animals stay inside
birds shelter in trees
snakes cling to creek banks,
all of whom simply wait...
summer spills out temperatures
like perfume in the air
covering the landscape as if
it was an invisible blanket,
we denounce the heavens
and mother nature for being
so cruel so inconsiderate we
fail to understand the roots.
within ourselves we become
oblivious to all who doubt,
learning to pray if disaster
hits unexpectedly, sending
encrypted messages upward
hoping someone responds...
hypocritical and indiscreet
we are with our faith,
eliminating all other possibilities
first before the book appears,
earmarked and typecasted
we play our roles without
recognition or rewards,
seeing life as a footstool
for our eventual death, not
caring which way is up or down
since we live in outer space.
July 8, 2025
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