an invisible blanket

the mercury rises

the air is heavy

heavy like an invisible blanket

sounds of the city more pronounced, honks, fire engines, sirens, out door music carrying high and far on the thick air

the city is bewildered, dumbfounded, overcome, dehydrated and grumpy

the moss wilts

invisible heat rolls off the tops of buildings and vehicles

the sun weighs heavy on us like the jabs of a relentless prize fighter

mercy begins at dusk with a gentle breeze

to Seattleites this is punishment, pain, if there are gods they must be angry, the heatpocalypse

to this Michigander, it’s finally summer