Bring the pets inside. Water
them and the garden – soak it.
It’s life or death, now. The lawn
crackles underfoot. Screenshots
on social media compare numbers
in the 40’s. In the car I fan myself
in front of blasting aircon; I’m
one of the Bee Gees, so addicted
to the cold breeze! The freezer
ice drawer becomes a revolving
door. Is that bush smoke, in the
air? There’s danger, somewhere
that wind is hot! Tasks are left
half, or un-done – this heat saps
everyone. Neighbours, in the evening
linger outside, trying to cool. If only
we had a pool! Voices drift across
patios and fences. Can’t sleep at night,
clothes thrown off – not even sheets.
Windows open, begging for relief, but
the air is listless and heavy. Forecasts
stretch like heat haze into forever.