an observance of air

whir and buzz–

a sound of wind churning,

the slicing of 

smoke-filled air in 

the dead, deep 

humidity of a mid-August

early morning–

concussion and lift,

a shifting of dust–

rivers of dampness

in the slipstream,

caught in a net 

of current.

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