What is this story about?

This is about me and the dead heat of August.
This is about calling her "baby" in my dreams.
This is about the spy whose friends were all stolen.
This is about esophageal cancer.
And seeing him in the waiting room.
This is about finding your home and giving it to someone else.
This is about the vibrations of lightwaves.
And the way my eyes pull back like eels.
This is about the Sunfish and the wind picking up.
This is about sweat.
And catharsis.
This is about water lilies in oceans and oceans.
This is about me saving the last one for you.