the air
has that hint
of summer misery
a sweltering promise
of heat
a blistering hint
of hell to come
wavy lines
of distortion
mirages
in the distance
as i stare out
the windshield
in dread
the air
has that hint
of summer misery
a sweltering promise
of heat
a blistering hint
of hell to come
wavy lines
of distortion
mirages
in the distance
as i stare out
the windshield
in dread
Mike's Manic Word Depot 
This is me in my car with no air conditioning
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Oh gosh. That sucks. When I moved to Texas I didn’t have AC and hated life
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I feel you
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