A simmer
doesn't
necessarily
mean sweat.
It can be chills,
plunging well,
Fan on full blast
I try to sleep
memories of the past
doesn't hold dominoes
Dead before they lasted,
one flick, one motion
is all I try to need
But the death wish
echoes of a silent dish
All I ever wanted,
not a wish granted,
And I'm empty.
like a dry little seed.