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The Days That Are


Hot and warm the afternoons are,
unfit to lie and relax.

Perspire and breathe throughout the day
a suffocation on the stretch.

Intend not to turn the Air conditioner
prefer natural breeze.

Alas, the wind has turned warm
bruises the skin as it blows.

The evenings are sultry
with dry current.

The walk, I undertake,
makes me uncomfortable.

Needless to say of the nights
I stay in bed with eyes open.