rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Swelter

The heat grows more intense, and afternoons are a dazed time. When evening arrives with its cooling breezes, I'm already exhausted. All I can do is sit on the back porch and listen to the crickets. The cicadas are buzzing now, too, which is a less appealing development. Cicadas are like raw nerves in my ears. In a few weeks they will be loud and inescapable. Arid August slouches toward September, which is apt to be as arid. I only hope it won't be as hot.
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