Hot sticky sweat purching on my face
As I hear the words you say down the phone
Your afraid about ...
Your angry about...
You think its my fault that ...
The black hole next to my eardrum makes these noises
Yet all I can think of is sweat
And the stinging heat in the room
And the sunshine outside
Tuesday, 19 April 2011
Napo wrimo day 18
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