it's a hot day
in mid-December
as well
the world
(as we know it)
has gone
even more
topsy-turvy
Decembers used to be cold
like heartbreak after a date
or a cold shower at 4 a.m.
there isn't much around
besides the ceiling, the floor,
and the four walls that confine me
while the not-so-soothing sounds
of motorcycles pass by
my cage with silver bars
that i like to call my house
i miss you
and the summer's warmth
you bring when nights are cold
and the October breeze you have
when the days are hot
Dec 21, 2016
Dec 21, 2016 at 11:56 PM UTC
it's a hot day
in mid-December
as well
the world
(as we know it)
has gone
even more
topsy-turvy
Decembers used to be cold
like heartbreak after a date
or a cold shower at 4 a.m.
there isn't much around
besides the ceiling, the floor,
and the four walls that confine me
while the not-so-soothing sounds
of motorcycles pass by
my cage with silver bars
that i like to call my house
i miss you
and the summer's warmth
you bring when nights are cold
and the October breeze you have
when the days are hot
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