6th and Spring - summer again

the air in spirit appears disappears stupidity abounds
and with one handed commands a transportation person in
uniform & white gloves waves waves waves "What Cheer!"
P whistles and the pigeons continue feeding on bread nothing
new here here the heat has dropped a pan over L.A. a lid
to some 'thunder lightening' no in the present some are
working some are at peace some louder screeching above
this weather that "Stop the Buses!" stop the cars
'YARE' bring it down stop it! P pulls off his pants and
waits much cooler breezes the pigeons don't care and
the boxers are plaid "FALL!" you daughter of an insolent
a drowned art a shell breaking down in a leaky
row boat (not a packet boat) morality rears up and the
officer's waving begins the rites of summer of dogs dead
in Pasadena the cat hung and disemboweled by a serialist:
don't focus don't swallow don't look don't sniff the air don't reach
out don't wipe your ass don't spend a quarter don't
die not yet stop the water running stop the burning stop
the perished vegetables waiting alone to be thrown out
does the sky reflect the nature of human intelligence would you
use a cloud as a comparison or metaphor or simile to decide
if P is insane sans pants or sane in plaid? the words can
be simple "like tiny raindrops or mist from the tubing over
the entrance" the tubing the drops the water contain a
message P knows it drops water tubing and whistling yes
a pirate's sea chantey a devil in the grass clothes water
tubing drops the hand waves the traffic stops the heat
rises the sails swell the aerial display is spent