hazy summer days
sapping energy and will
we laze around dazed
hazy summer days
sapping energy and will
we laze around dazed
six in the morning
cars from all directions wait
traffic light takes break
two different beats
steady cadence of footfalls
lungs gasping for air
cool sounds that we hear
echoing through underpass
mark of our passing
here when we are here
gone when we are gone
triple digit heat
runners – cyclist – panhandlers
life continues on