Friday, July 22, 2011

...ninety-two at midnight...

of oppression

this thick warm blanket

of heat bricking

on us like a house

hot and moist

a deadly sadist sees

the heat in waves

the street

curls and cracks

the roofs are no use

the night is nothing

but dark and heavy

ninety two at midnight

is just not right

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