The fan blades stir the murky air but can’t inter my small despair The ice cubes clink in my cool drink as I get by (C) Stephen W. Buchanan 2020
Originally published advertising free at “If You Haven’t Got A Sonnet”
Tag: hot
In Hot Water
The big flush came
'bout halfway through
Set me aflame
let me tell you
My shower steamed
and yes, I screamed
Cold gone, scald on
(C) Stephen W. Buchanan 2017
