I got back to my apartment
the one I feel weird
calling “home”
and tonight
it is hotter inside
than outside
but opening the windows
is supremely futile
as the wind is nil
so the AC goes on
and I hope the fuses
decide to hold up.

I close the bedroom door
hoping to trap the cool air
so that maybe sleep
will be deep enough
to be deemed rest.

I gulp down
an orange Gatorade
all 32 oz
and I can feel
it's cooling sensation
swimming in my stomach.

Eventually the inside out
outside in
technique
will hopefully cool me off
so slumber comes
but right soon.

06/25/2010

Posted on 06/25/2010
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