I keep drinking dad’s Heineken and eating all his dry roasted Planters peanuts. There is a bar at the dining table, and it keeps calling me back.
That’s what I’ve been doing all day – watching movies between fits of sweaty sleep, drinking beer, eating peanuts and complaining to myself and the fan about the heat. The kitchen light is voicing its dissatisfaction by flickering every few hours.
Earlier I wrote a poem/microburst. I couldn’t sleep because it was so effin’ hot. I had a cold shower at around 5:00 am. After I opened the window to get some breeze, the rain fell, and I watched the trees; that’s how Dancing Trees came to be.
I leave you with a quote:
Friends are just your enemies who don’t have the guts to kill you!A Nasty Piece of Work (2019)
I go shower again!
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