In the heat, yes, it's hot,
And we do two things,
Complain, and sit still.
Move slow. Roll under
The blanketing cloud
Of heat, evasive tack,
Slithering, wishing it
Was muddy to cool us
Off like the reptiles, with
A body temperature not
Heated, not hot, cooler
We complain, moving
Slower, still, under a big
Frond of shade that
Distills the sun, distracts
The heat, we sweat but
That does not cool us
Yes, it's hot and we do
Two things, complain
And move slow, sit still
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So hot
In the heat, when you can see the air
You don't want to see the air, really,
Do you? Warm.. no way past warm all
The way to sticky and thick, it's not to be
Ignored or treated lightly. It's not. Light,
That is, air this heavy is carried on your
Back, your neck and shoulders like a
Mantle or a yoke. It's assertive; it's
Aggressive, sometimes nasty. See the
Air. In the heat. You can't shake it off.
Tamara, really 