I never appreciated cold tap water in summer
until I visited Texas when warm water ran from the
cold tap no matter how long you let it run.
it was hot and humid, the dock at Lake Conroe
sagged into the mud as Houston drank thirstily,
droplets flung skyward over artificially green
lawns and men and women in green and white
rode golf carts around manicured sand pits.
I'll take Colorado and glaciers, cold tap water that
makes your teeth ache in winter, clear winter
skies that showcase a starry night.
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