completely unfinished
- thought i better post it before i forget about it
Summer smells in the air
Sunlight beats down upon my back
Heating the black jumper and skin within
Concrete nearby blinds me
Hot and muggy is the air
I can feel it all around me
Birds and cicadas
sing out loud
Walking home
I long for a drink
Foot infront of foot
keep moving forward
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Think the heat gets to your head sometimes…
Is this poetry, or story writing?
@llama probably
@hiro poetry is story writing.. just in a different format
i did say it was completely unfinished