Summer Time sizzled across sidewalks and streets.
Scalding and searing its stern self upon us.
We rot and roast and redden in the unrelenting rays.
We revel and rouse in its rage.
Heat and hot hover over heads hating the harshness.
Hiding in houses and holding cool hope.
We bathe and blister and bask as it beats down.
Blinded and bullied by its brutal beauty.
Sweat streaks down squinted faces and sunglassed eyes.
Singing the scales of Satan’s summer song.
Refreshing release is ripe as evening reveals.
Rousting the roasted to repeal their retreat.
So bar rooms and booze bears the brunt
of our searing and this
stunning
summer
heat.
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