Monday, July 2, 2012

sketchbook: heat induced insomnia under independent sky


Train whistle blows, stinging this humid air with movement. Rain stamps the sidewalk in a stiletto tease, evaporating into sizzling memory before the Weather pages can keep their promises of storms. Fireworks crack the air with surrogate lighting. My sticky skin begs for shower induced remedy. Hot, late, can’t sleep. I figure I’d complain with imagery better than this heat encroaching me.