You think a cold shower
is the answer
there is no chill in the ruination
of heat swept insomnia
the room presses on your forehead
chin up and take advantage of
this wake trailing behind
like a day half spent
your thoughts cave in
collision has no landing only pieces of
better ideas judder
cajoling you into plans and bent
on a staunch stance for tomorrow
when you'll take that heat
and swim it like soup
That's the spirit Gill.
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