Warm me up

fifty-seven degrees.i.fifty-seven degrees.
it is summer and i want to write you poems
about how it is fifty-seven degrees and i am shaking. it is summer and i want to crawl through your second-story
window and tell you about the butterfly i saw and named "cloudcityscandal," but you are always asleep and dreamless. it is summer and whenever i sleep i only dream about you, so how is that fair. it is summer and i don't go to church but spend all my time confessing. it is summer and i don't discharge static before pumping gas. it is summer and where is my paradise. where is my sanity.
where is my personal weight-loss
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"What matters...is not the size of the dog in the fight, but the size of the fight in the dog."
"Anything easy ain't worth a damn!"
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where the wild roses grow
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where the wild roses grow
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