… my feet dragged my heat-drugged body
crunching on the molten gravel late evening.
As the desert heat hummed and singed
my face and arms glistened with sweat
my wet shirt clung to my slimy body
while my mind raced to my AC cool room.
A lean cat crisscrossed my path
steady, focused footsteps, ignoring me
crisscrossing its beaten trail
to seek water or shade perhaps.
Its feline mouth – a half open grin
breathing out its internal heat.
A flash of helpless pity
crisscrossed our minds ...
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