Summer Sky

By Carly Floyd

6/9/10

In the stifling heat of summer

Newly come

Not yet accustomed to the dry sun

And so all the more unbearable,

I sit

In a dark house, crumbling around me

Windows open, trying to catch

The nonexistent breeze

Through the open window,

The broken screen,

I see a square of pure blue sky

Without a cloud anywhere,

So bright it hurts my eyes.

And I sit there, staring out

Wanting to go outside, and see more

Where my view is inhibited

But the thought, lazy and slow in this heat,

Passes by unnoticed.

And I sit, watching the day go by.