blinding hott
woke up this morning....
there was a cacophony of bird sounds coming from the terrace
it wasn't the pigeons
it was tons of little birds
chirping away
driving the cats to distraction
and when i went to investigate
the strength of the sun coming through the glass door
in addition to the heat in the apartment
(which can be brutal)
was overwhelming
and it felt like a furnace
it was blue, blue, blue
and white light, white heat
and i thought of you
& had a better understanding of that oppressiveness
and there i was in my pink & green
silly, silly robe from the discount place on franklin
(fleece is hot but not hott)
...
there was a cacophony of bird sounds coming from the terrace
it wasn't the pigeons
it was tons of little birds
chirping away
driving the cats to distraction
and when i went to investigate
the strength of the sun coming through the glass door
in addition to the heat in the apartment
(which can be brutal)
was overwhelming
and it felt like a furnace
it was blue, blue, blue
and white light, white heat
and i thought of you
& had a better understanding of that oppressiveness
and there i was in my pink & green
silly, silly robe from the discount place on franklin
(fleece is hot but not hott)
...
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