Wednesday, June 3, 2009


nothing works in this type of heat. my cell phone is too hot to ring. my shoes stopped fitting.

i have a huge painful pimple on my forehead, right by my eyebrow and i am too old for this.

shadows melt down the sidewalk. they must be looking for shade.

there was no point in watering the flower pots. they have transformed into little brick ovens, baking young buds and beetles alike. at least the dog isn't dead yet.

and i am perched like the bluejay in the biggest cedar. on the longest branch. on the very tip. the sunniest spot.

burn me up, sunshine. burn me up.

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