Summer seizure

The heat, the melting lipstick that smeares all over the place, stilleto elbows that mockingly oscillate through congested streets. Another flock of teenage girls stampede the fertile city grounds. Frusting homeless alcoholics, spray the air thick with yellow beer vapour. Shrill cries from children with ice cream blobs on their tiny fingers and noses. Vanilla smelling and red cheeked, brightfaced and smiling while exhausted parents dig their pockets after small change.
Where is the water, the soothing bath we all need? How much bathing do you get with your small change?