“Long Hot Afternoons,” Kenneth Gurney

by MP

Nominally, I would say,
How I wasted this past July.

But eating and drinking
three times a day
counts for something.
And I did sleep
at least eight hours
each day
though not in a row.

I did lay around a lot
in the shade and read,
though I doubt
anyone can make a case
for a better world
out of this physical inaction
that owned the sole purpose
of transporting me
off planet.

Mostly I changed
an oxygen nitrogen atmosphere
into one containing
a bit more carbon dioxide,
which gave the trees
reason to smile
or whatever it is they do
that equates to a smile.