The oval green of the park
Shone so sweetly that afternoon
The blue all smokey and dry
Thin cloud resembling jet trails
Grass manicured and perfect
The park center a round adobe structure
A few meters away the deck chair
Where I sat and absorbed the sun
Where I spoke to the sun
not in my language
Where I heated the cooler parts
On the perfect grass
Communicating with the big big
Lettting the uv burn away yesterday
Drinking down liters of water
As the dryness intensified
The conversation
The back and forth
not more than a murmur
Illuminating
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