Feeling a bit meh today
in skies above pale streaks of gray.
Dusty road on nameless street.
Across the neighbors hide from heat-
ensconced in air-conditioned rooms.
Maybe in horizon looms
rainclouds, hope yet for respite?
Drops of rain, showers light
and in the distance farther still
green shoots on a faraway hill.
Hiking tourists, hawker stalls,
run-down shops with cracking walls.
A dull picture, boring, plain
as any seen through window pane.
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