SUMMER

White-dust and the yellow-weeds,

Bare-skinned thorn-trees,

Broken-fences, marooned-tin and brick shacks,

lay scattered-bleakly, more nude under the empty elysian-fields.

Disappearing in the reeking-hearts of bazaar,

solid and suffocating as sleep.

Coude see, queues overflowing at a stall,

where, sanguine-hued 'sharbat' in telluric-jars ,topped with lemons is served.

Flies peregrinated across the skyscraper of crystallized-fruits.

Apis-mellifera traipsing along the frond of quince.

Famished-clochard grins at the Mangifera-Indica, like a cheshire-cat.

Handkerchiefs heaped in brobdingnagian-mounds at the pavement.

Flowing-gutter, across the murky-boulevard,

Side-glances of the people micturating, at the sooty-doorway.

Hushing the loud-crackling, made by the sheets,

Fanning the incinerating Helios'gaze.

Cloves of saudade,

Of quaffing gelid-koolfi,

Of bedewing along the ponderous-brooks;

slithered down the temples.

Creases on the forehead shrivelled in arid-palpitations.

Flakes of perspiration broke out on his upper lips, glistening.

Laboured-sound of his breath,

snarled at his throat, with some catarrh.

His wrinkled-eyelid drooped,

ached his tachycardiac-auricle-ventricle;

descrying for penumbral-shards.