the thick, moist air isn't moving
the birds are quiet
the crickets aren't
the sky is 8:00 p.m. and it's 7:00 p.m.
the dogs' location
is noted by the odor
from their warm, limp coats
deeply distant thunder sounds
again and again
lightning winks
the winks come nearer
and increase to streaking flutters
quick behind
high-decibel roars
crack the sound barrier
rain begins
the falling water pushes the heat away
breathing is a cool sigh
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