It’s Not The Heat; It’s The Misery (#poem)

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On the Texas Gulf Coast
You do a lot of laundry
In the Summer.

Humidity stays at or near
One-hundred percent,
And temperatures hover
Around where skin melts.

Step outside your office,
And you’ll be drenched
Before you reach your car.
Better get the AC on full blast
And point it at the steering
Wheel until it’s cooled down
Enough to touch so you can
Drive home, cooler, but with
A persistent damp patch
In the small of your back.

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