I don't mean to sound gloomy today
but after a cool summer
to have a hot humid spell remind us
of the type of summer we missed out on
is like being reminded of what hell (the traditional
idea) would like...
pax to those who love the warmth but I am on 'permanent' record
as hating humidity...air so thick
you can feel like a corpse rotting away
into its elements
while you're still alive
and pushing you way through the air
as if it were a wall of wet plaster
have it if you want it...and have even more...taking my portion....
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