Sunset

A car’s horn shouting obscenities at the driver.
The ice cream truck dropping the beat.
The salvage truck is dragging the chain again.
I see but can’t hear the little feet.
The birds are making new grudges in the trees.
The kids are teasing the dogs again.
The summer party is spilling out into the neighbor’s yard.
The sun is lowering, but not this heat.
The skeeters are making a preemptive strike.
The TV next door is on way too loud.
The A/C is calling the salvage truck to come back.
Just in time to justify this ice cream treat.


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