weather wise today was
a regular Tuesday in June
half-bearable at 5 a.m.
god awful hot not long after
so humid that I was dripping by 8 a.m.
then a darkening of clouds
cool breezes lick the sweat
a reprieve from the gods
the rain begins
the breeze quickens and the work slows
win win
then the rain stops
those not familiar with the south
will not understand
a goddamned cooking begins
a boiling moist environment
perspiring gallons
the only relief
a small fan near the front
although work is spread amongst
numerous square footage
later at home I feel like a glass and stick
I load the grill with briquettes
pour a barrel proof drink
and toast a cigar my wife
bought for me in Boston
I’m in a relatively pleasant mood
not too much can perturb me
the sweat I’ve dealt with
the flies I’m used to
I get the cooking done
and let the flies swarm
the cigar tasty
the drink sublime
the meal exquisite
life could be worse
Gloomy Forebodings 