A line of easy engines hum and pass
Oasis flies continue hovering
Above the steamy mug of earl grey
Just the right temperature.
Lo-fi beats on the 'Tube
Place one slightly crooked beat
In front of another
Until a picture is formed, elegant.
A humid night made of clouds,
Water from the Chesapeake,
Pulls in the thunder inherent
And sends it slowly rolling over.
Breathe, In and Out