arid shade like magic
when the sun broils skin
becoming red and hot, strength and
patience sapped, gone quickly
like church potluck fried chicken
...
to move through the sunheat
and find respite in relative cool
shade/breeze/grass, a bonus of
water running for the ears enhances
the music of children playing nearby
trying to pay attention to what's going on in the world around me
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