hot hazy night after a hot hazy day
yellow moon hangs almost full
sometimes a breeze comes through the open windows
right now is pretty quiet, just after midnight, only some music softly wailing in the distance
it sounds like a song of longing and pain
earlier there was a lengthy loud argument on the street between a few young women
it was disturbing to listen to
eventually it ended, and although un-amicably, there was no physical violence
but the violence of words assaulted the half block within earshot like the heat assaulted the day
I wonder what gets in to people
to make people act so undignified and without remorse
i guess a thousand reasons
but none seem good enough
i feel like the winding river is over me
steamy air has settled in
and like an old southern day, its going nowhere
temperature intoxicating
dizzying remedies don't work
all you can do is to give in
and pray for better
pray for better
thirsty for more
your quench is burned
and nothing satisfies
only stones to toss in the river
is what you get
watch them ripple
and fade like mist,
like night to day
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