1:46 a.m.

21: Heat

For as long as I can remember,

I have always wanted a summer home;

somewhere far,

somewhere cold.

it can be quite a pain living in

triple degree weather.

I wrote a poem once,

when I was about the age of five.

sure, it was not that eloquent,

yet it still got the message by pretty clear.

I am not a fan of the heat.

I have always said I'd rather freeze than burn,

to me it seems quite less painful.

the heat turns my brain to mush,

I'm quite prone to headaches,

the temperatures not exactly helping that.

do not get me wrong, I love my state,

my city,

my valley,

but god does the sun love to beat down on us.

sneaking out to the movies for

air conditioning of good quality,

raising the water bill

because of hour long icy showers,

contemplating buying a plane ticket

away from this hellish heat;

when you start to go delirious

from watching the thermometer rise.

your stomach aches,

heart beats quickly,

darling you look so flushed.

I think it has always been quite obvious,

I am not a very big fan of this weather.

c.d.