A time of hose pipe bans and lazy weekends

[R.C. KITCHENS]

Two hundred and twelve was a sizzler:
Summer emptied it's hot ash pan all over
greedy asthmatics that sucked life from inhalers
before hitting the nation's emergency rooms.
Cooling beer used up electricity
faster than a Tesla experiment in Colorado;
the sun's reflection lived in every bead of salted sweat.

Everyone's kids looked like sun dried tomatoes
covered in whitewash, sun-factor gazillion.
I dont know what gazillion is? seems unrealistic
Burnt breasts were proudly hoisted
on freckled forearms and over garden fences.
The t shirt was in, then off; men strutted like cocks
and showed off six packs
I think a different word for six packs would be good here
old men under hankies
pulled in one packs, but not for long.

Ugly girls were pretty too,curious how ugly girls were pretty too.
in the heat
nipples drilled into a casual glance, or seasoned stare.
braver ones whipped them out for an even tan.
If you were lucky you got to cream them up.I like this well
Sometimes it was scary, the kids giggled
and threw water balloons from upstairs windows
The dog lay in the shade between the garage
and the shed, panting.

Nice visuals. The action at the end was good with the kids giggling and throwing water balloons from upstair windows. Alittle more action in this piece would be cool but not required. It was a good read.