rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

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HEAT

by H. D.


O wind, rend open the heat,
cut apart the heat,
rend it to tatters.

Fruit cannot drop
Through this thick air-
fruit cannot fall into heat
that presses up and blunts
the points of pears
and rounds the grapes.

Cut the heat-
plough through it,
turning it on either side
of your path.


~~~

somebody turned off the attic fan, I didn't notice until a few minutes ago, and the house is like an oven. grrr.
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