Slow air


Slow air

sitting upon me

drenching me in silence

Humidity making my temperature rise

Searching for a way out

Peace of mind

The time of summer

reaches a boiling pitch

How can we survive

I think I need a drink

Ice turns to water

quicker than you can blink

My kingdom for my sanity

Is that a trade I can make?

A cool blast

of quickened arctic air

Tendrils reaching out through me

Mind numb of the world

I no longer care