Summer Unbounded

Her melt into happiness

on the tip of my tongue

clots my bloodstream a river

of cappuccino steam

until a stroke of luck

cools me down



to a drip and a drop.

Our capillaries winded last past whimsy

with the rhythm and blues

of a gasping window AC unit

playing harmony to our ecstasy

as we wring sheets of sweat from the mattress,





safe for a moment

from a summer unbounded.

Rumination of a Meltdown

She's left me to the unyielding summer,

evaporating into a stranger's past.

I'm huddled in a corner with this molten hot swelter,

swaddled in layers and chilled to the bone.

Thinking and sweating and shivering sickly,

I wish I could quiet my thoughts to a roar.

She's left me to the unyielding summer,

to wander and wonder and simmer and fade.