Hot, Hot, Hot

The heat is almost over, but it’s more
Than what it was before.  It’s quite a beast
Within the states within the south and east.
(It’s normal here in Texas.)  Any chore
Is better held until another day,
And any work is best if it is done
Before the heavy daylight, ere the sun
Begins a brutal battle to delay
The long, impatient waiting for relief.
I heard the rain is coming, but I doubt
The weatherman’s ability and clout
Within the mind of any given grief
By this excessive heat, amid a sweat,
Revealing he has some endurance yet.