Texas heat pt1
There are no heroes, just people more apt in moments of panic and despair.
They'll always be more victims.
Needs not settled, thirsts that are unquenchable.
Some people are driven by necessity,
Others by thrill.
As long as humans claw for resources, they'll be those who get scratched.
Good people are everywhere, hopefully they'll still be good when you find them.
With luck they won't be blinded by their own sweat.
Nothing is more noble than toiling.
Either my allergies are acting up or something is way off.
It's a day of dry heat and the wind keeps reminding everybody.
It feels like the city is on fire
And somehow I woke up covered in gasoline.