Early morning on the Gulf coast
fog coats every windshield
every stoplight a red yellow green lighthouse
Late afternoon,
the heat smothers everything
wisps of thunderstorms in the distance
Early evening, July
the air still as a line of laundry
maybe it won't rain
Blurred horizon breeds
cloud ghosts
until there is only the rumor of
a muted sunset
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thanks to Dreamvirus for the title