Tuesday, July 19, 2011

It's the Gosh Darned Humidity...

Sweat trickles down tickling the small of my back
     and the back of my knees are damp
the buzz of the mosquitoes by the old street lamp
     echoes in my ears like needles
the cat strolls by languidly
     but not in the mood to cuddle
and uncomfortable heat
     threatens to turn me into a puddle
my thoughts confuse
    my mind is muddled
rise stick to the seat
    and bound to stumble
cursing those with air conditioning
    and all the gods who may be listening
Heat wave you have had your way
    come back not soon after today...

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