Notes

Goodness. It’s hot. It’s humid. I can’t go through one summer without dedicating a ‘Notes’ section to it. I think it’s because it rots my brain. Maybe that’s why I have so much ear wax. The AC is loud and it’s on all the time. I care about my electric bill. I don’t fucking care about my electric bill. I’m hot. Why is it this hot. Who the fuck are you to tell me I shouldn’t wear pants. IT SHOULDN’T BE THIS FUCKING HOT. Enjoy the poems. Thanks for reading. Please make the heat stop. I’m gonna sit inside all day with the AC. I’m gonna complain about sitting inside all day. I’m gonna complain about how hot it is. I know I’m miserable to be around, I’m sorry. THIS FUCKING HEAT IS MISERABLE TO BE AROUND. I can’t keep my temper in the heat. I can’t keep anything, except my AC ‘ON’ never “OFF” never “OFF.” My electric bill has definitely gotten higher. Love, has our electric bill gotten higher? Okay stop. Let’s go on a drive and get out. No. It’s too hot. [checking Philadelphia average temperature by month on google] wow, the summer and the winter are the same length and I love the winter and the winter never lasts so long and so maybe the summer wont last so long 80 degrees high/70 degrees low 87 degrees high/85 degrees low 95 degrees high/88 degrees low


- W.B.