Nights Swets

The heat was barely bearable…

The pipes they groaned to creak.

The misery was all sharable.

At the others I dared a peak.

The cat was on the carpet.

The kid was in her bed.

She was shifting and still wide awake.

And the other wanted fed.

I turned on the air and fan.

With snow still on the ground.

In the distance my mind went long ago.

We all faded without a sound.

Dennis Mantin

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