by J.J. Campbell
it's the nightmare of
sitting in traffic while
everyone is busy
watching fireworks
feeling helpless as
the heat wreaks havoc
on everything in its
way
we haven't had a
summer like this
since i was a child
my grandmother that
summer warned me
that the only hotter
place was hell and i
was destined for it
i used to laugh and
think to myself i was
one grade higher than
she ever got
must be the early
stages of dementia
later i found out that
she was closer to being
correct than i ever cared
to realize
that was damn near a
quarter century ago
some memories you
just can't smoke away
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