the heat
is dry not humid
like seattle
boats putter in
the wakeless
she swings
the sky
is coulee blue &
boats purr like
lawnmowers
families go out
for a day at
the lake bring
the dog & the
only noise here
comes from
cars passing
behind sounds like
water running
like helicopter
gliding over a
coulee wall to
wildfires past
smells like dust
& dirty water
tastes like tongue
stuck on the roof
of the mouth
feels like sweat
crawling