Today is a hot day
Much too hot to think about doing,
Anything which would require,
Much movement,
Or even thought
These days, when it gets this hot,
I think in amazement,
How the leaves have the strength,
To stay on the trees,
How dogs can still muster a bark,
And how your fine ass,
Still parades around the house,
Looking comfortable,
As if it were only 75 degrees
I don’t have the strength,
To go to the other room,
To pour a much-needed drink,
Or even make it to the bathroom
My mind has gone soft
Thoughts blur together
All one can do, is try to sleep
Sleep it off,
And hope for a cooler evening
That’s when the relief comes
About the same time you need to go,
And I’ll kiss your sweet ass goodbye,
And spend too much time,
Thinking about the wasted day
Thinking about what I should have gotten done,
And hope for a little reprieve,
Tomorrow
© Dicky J Loweman 2015
