swelter shelter holds the hand
with a rampant grip
rolling down the totter stair
an inconsistent rip
outside may be hard for bare
let the feet unzip
give the callous pain demand
a supply of chip
shoulder up below the hill
let the water pain
loudly cauterize the gland
threatening to rain
cloudy chowder saves the night
from its icy moon
clearness will not comfort, man
not until the noon