Forget the bon temps, let the good temps roll…
Today the temps touch 104f/40c in Tucson, right on schedule, just like clockwork, welcome to June, welcome to summer, four more months exactly like this, they say, but I wouldn’t know, to be sure, even the Gila monsters go looking for air conditioning, and I go looking for Prozac, or some suitable substitute, as this could be rough, not like a couple months ago when hopes were long and days were short, when nights were cool and the smell of honeysuckle signaled the end of winter, even though they probably don’t have honeysuckle here, so mesquite blossoms or something like that, desert flowers and spring showers, and all that rap, so far from God, so close to Mexico…
mary 6:01 pm on June 1, 2015 Permalink |
Forget the prozac, find you some sativa, it will lift you up out of those blues.