Bare legs,
Short dress.
Flirty transparent,
Sun beams enraged then.
A hell!
Baseball caps and hats,
Normally not on sight.
The supermarket’s shelves,
Replenished with fans,
To keep the already stiff-air,
Licking humans to surviving grades.
Water and ice to rise,
Tomatoes red in price.
My plants frozen by sizzling waves.
I, in underwear waiting for the night’s chill to come,
and keep at bay the searing day.
Forget kinky, damned hell!