Vexed so
In this sweatbox of a house I sit
Sweat pours off me drip drip drip
The aircon is broken no good is the fan
puddles of sweat down my legs away ran
Oh summer, how you vex me so
with extreme heat that away will not go.
18/1/2020.
Poetry by liz munro
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Written on 2020-01-17 at 22:53
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