Sunday, November 29, 2009

Sunday Summer Afternoon

sleepy-eyed I sit
cats splayed out and scattered like used socks
it is starting to get warm

the ceiling fan pushes air over sweat soiled hair
humid moist air
its like I'm enveloped in my childhood security blanket
or a hug that never goes away

possibly a slightly sweaty hug, but thats okay

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