Heatwaves boil the skin,
Laughter swims in the pool of
Summer joy within.
Terrorists forsakeDesert hell, their endless fateNo humanity
Medusa’s blind gazeSnake’s hiss echoes in their earsSummertime’s harsh wrath
In his rich filthy sunglasses,
Apple’s polished skin,Vipers scaly body tips,over, Don’t flee now.
The Earth trembles madEvery tribe, tongue, and nationKneel before God’s will
4-eyes, his whiskey-soaked words stagger into the boxing arena, to report on the fight,
French Researchers Investigate Ancient Burials
Bartleby and Homer Simpson, a daring pair,
Fog wraps round the tree,Figs, like jewels, misty on,Summer’s sweet focus.