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Jan 22nd

hello

cooler weather!

‘the coolth’ my mother used to say

a chance to

catch our breath

get body and soul

together

for just a day

enjoy some downtime

with the aircon

in the

OFF

position

and the punkah

stopped from spinning

put clothes on

fling the casements wide

welcome

sweet fresh air

inside

relax

deep sigh

unwind

with existential relief


fuck the beach

and fuck the pool

I hate summer

it is not

cool.


 
 
 

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