afternoon breeze

heat vibrates off the rooftops, the  river;

it shimmers on my skin

we hide

                inside this old house


               eating the only thing there is –

Knorr pasta sauce from a packet

but on perfectly cooked pasta


             a late afternoon breeze pays a visit

riding a horse of buttery sunshine

we hold our breath

hoping it’ll stay

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