Hot Walk

Went out in the heat.

Came back beat.

It really takes a lot

out of you–sweat,


Dehydrated loneliness

in a secluded in-house


Even the birds took to

the shade.

I had it made.

Fresh Sunday air,

quiet environment,

peaceful thoughts,

being within.

No traffic to dodge

I was in a hodge-

podge of grassy

fields and brown and

dying bushes freshly

cut for the Summer

fire season.  They didn’t

have a chance–cut at

the base, they lay dying,

hot in the sun.

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