2022/4/7 #poetry My room is too hot. Just ninety seconds inside and sweat drenches clothes. There's no escape, every corner is blasting with heat. The walls radiate it unrelentingly. Downstairs is cool, outside is hot but not unmanageably so, the shade is an escape. My room is fifteen degrees hotter than outside. It is nice when it's cold out. Now, though, it's not really fine at all. Too hot.