A Poet's Dying Breath
Sunday, June 5, 2016
It's too darn hot
and I can get little relief
other than by forsaking
a good night's rest
and consigning myself
either to faintly sweat under a fan
or curl up on an old couch
in the sweetly cold basement-
I miss snow.
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