In my hotel hoping for bad weather while the weather’s getting better damn it this is the sixth floor the others down are gradually hotter and on the smokey street the cars the trucks and buses churn up the heat waves rising to the clouds that hide the sun for now but it doesn’t matter the man on the radio waves says to cheer up because the weather’s getting better it’ll be over ninety by noon and soon it’ll be hot enough to boil blood
9 July 1974