Heat (day 429)

Soaking in the heat with a slow moving fan
Flapping the loosely hung posters on the wall
Shifting the status of the sweating hairs of my head
Into that summer kind of look
Into that salty taste that feels oh so good between the sheets
Iced drinks that perspire instantly
Leaving stained circles everywhere they sit
Water just doesn’t saturate
And complications arise when movement entails
Actually moving

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