Sulfur yellow sky
seals in obese,humid air.
Just sitting on
our slumped porch,
us, still we sweat creeks.
A sick boat motor
coughs over there
on the bayou canal.
A sedan drives up.
Looks like a Fed car.
Our neighbors scatter
like water drops
on a griddle. We
have to breathe
this air. We have
to breathe this
here hot, wet air.
hans ostrom 2023
