too hot to sleep
windows thrown open to the night
a thousand blinking lights
blue glow of the stereo
the music as full and lush
as the night
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too hot to sleep
windows thrown open to the night
a thousand blinking lights
blue glow of the stereo
the music as full and lush
as the night
Valerie Roney 
Too hot, too humid
Feel like a dish rag
limp and damp
dragging around a plate
trying to get it clean
but just pushing
the greasy layer around
Note: This summer has been crazy. Although it’s nowhere near as bad as Ontario, nowhere near as blazing and wet as Hong Kong, it leaves me feeling that familiar discomfort of not being able to feel cool and dry. I don’t remember the ground being so saturated that the water actually pools on the surface of the ground in places.
Saturation – that sounds like what you are feeling in your day 73 piece. and by the way, I’m pretty impressed with the quality of your writing even though you say you are knackered and beyond.
Have a good rest for your soul, and enjoy those river walks.
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Thanks Donna!
Saturation – that’s a great theme all around. I’ve been reading my first 100 days project, I think I had more energy then, I think I was doing less. The path to true happiness lies in lower expectations. I think I need to aim for that again. Oversaturated.
Perhaps the writing is going as well as it is because I’m too tired to resist what comes out…
And I LOVE your poem, even if it makes me gag. SO gross, so well said!
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