Heat Wave Horror

Mommy, I'm too hot

Incredibly it was 106 degrees F in San Francisco

last Friday and Saturday it was nearly so

It should never be 106 degrees in San Francisco

Here is the oncoming timeline

according to my melting wristwatch

Leading up to the long haul

of our

Hot Spell in Hell!

1.

Thursday

the illusion of normalcy

Airing wings

in hot sun and cool air

Radiant complexities

of palm shadows

at an agreeable temperature

Beautiful new wood fixture

for the bonsai garden

the artisan was delivering it

Now that's a fine piece of work

said I

A little lawn of magical grass

invites me to lie down a while

Under a shady tree

By the Air Bee N bee

Someone back there

watering the plants

No, I mean

really watering

Twirling his watering wand

for our viewing pleasure

When a shade tree

was sufficient

Drive-by

Crane Shot

The urban world

could still provide

a survivable atmosphere

2.

Friday

blast furnace

All dressed up

and no one to cruise

sidewalks of Berkeley

 were deserted

A Summer dress

(inspired by Brion Gysin)

an air-conditioned bus

Momentary respite from

the insane heat

Like a pet

left in a car

Watch at the window

for the sun to go down

3.

Saturday

surface of the sun

The proverbial

 bad moon seen through

 a black scrim around

a construction escarpment

Wait until dark

As if there aren't enough

Scary things in the world

already

Like the inside

of a police station

Disquieting

inchoate things

who walk in darkness

Atrocious things

Like the horrid coat of paint

BART used to obliterate graffiti

at the XO location--

ruined for future exhibition

Or Saturday night

barroom vertigo

Bedroom roulette

will follow

Or the super-caloric menu

Down at the soul kitchen

chicken and waffle house

with sweet tea

It was so hot

the moon

had a corona

31 August-2 September 2017