Jacarandas Genuflect as Summer Takes Its Leave

This year's long killer summer with its triple digits
Left so suddenly, followed by what I'd hoped for,
 
That now I find myself missing the dreaded heat
Which is so crazy, it makes no sense, don't you think?
 
I was confused when the scorched winds pummeled the trees,
Chasing the monsoon moisture back where it came from.
 
Those days had me wondering have I lost my mind.
I couldn't tell the seasons to save my poor soul;
 
The sweltering nights almost possessed it for good.
Now I walk in circles 'round the oak furniture,
 
My balance listing easterly, and so unsure,
Making the unexpected stillness of cool days
 
Seem nonexistent even though I breathe deeply.
I don't trust the fresh air coming in from outside,
 
It thinks it's being invited into my home
While the last of the gnats from the down stair's garden
Flutter in and realize too late their mistake.
 
I turn, leaning awkwardly as I close windows
So I can turn on my new air-conditioner.
 
I distrust the air from that machine even more;
I'm clicking the remote back off as I shiver.
 
I'm unworthy to enjoy such extravagance.
Now that autumn is trying to encroach and give  
 
A cool breeze for free, but it makes me cold after
Just a few minutes, so I can't trust it either!