reality paces

The pond is already cooking
Summer's sludge.snow in Philly
means heat in Tampa.
Water shivers in a light breeze
As the sun runs a hand along goosebumps. Everything gets used to the to the weather so quickly.April they say
it's the cruelest month
it took a long time
For me to get that so I married on the first day. The union
Was skin to tornado
Till I broke it
Off. Now I think about
Bitter orange blossoms, their sweet scent
And how sour the fruit, pocket my lips fir the next bite.