Arthur Seefahrt

Another Summer Living on Cigarettes



It’s not even Memorial Day

and they are already talking apocalypse


it will change everything, the way

you eat   think   educate your children


I stockpile potable water

own a firearm


It’s like this every summer

Blight creeps up the coast


like a fever

drops fruit from the tree


The ashtray overfilled

Wood houses in Pennsylvania


rot in the swelter

A green sickness


flowers over everything