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9/9/16 About unexpectedly warm weather

Floating in a sweaty soup,

winter clothes and summer weather

do not mix.

A restless night,

tossed and turned 

like hot chips in a bag

just after you add

the chicken salt.

Oh what a night...!

Sleep slipping through fingers

like oiled eels.


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