Strangling breath

In the heat

Two smells emerge

Over powering the senses

In the heat

The sun boils the skin

And leaves target marks for wasps

In the heat

The sweat fills the locker rooms

The perfumes kill the ozone zone

And left

The homeless soul lonely on the streets

In heat strangling the last breath

Of hey fever stricken corpse.

Left alone …

August 18, 2019

About alaindesade

Novelist, songwriter and philosopher. Has special interest in human relations, evolution of mind, inter-cultural complications, and the concept of God.
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