the onset of summer has seemed to bring a dryspell to this blogspot...
heat wave, sweet liquid, hot leather, burning rubber, cracking plastic, seering metal. my aluminum grave, my automatic slave. miles and miles and miles more to go before the onset of summer dissapears into a vapor of misty rains, again. sunlight on the skin creating a disproportionate tone. sweatdrops setting atop the brow and within the cotton layer of skin. a friendly grin with the forced shift of the gear and scream of the street. assaulting the mind with lack of water, headache and slurred speech. drymouth when the timing is right. straight teeth and almond eyes in the mind as blackness overtakes the vision. awake in the morning to turntables scratching and a dream slipping. a gentle breeze from a fan to soothe the skin under the sheets and a blink for disbelief. back to sleep...summer's still haunting the streets.
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