Muggy Thursday
The heat of the ground burns off in fog
The water so hot burns in the bog
The true night descends upon my dark face
Of laughter I hide I hide in my place
The candle in heart flickers so bright
The darkness around depressing the light
The saddle I wear it causes me pain
The rider I bare he inflicts me with shame
The smile he wears as he whips my broke back
It descends on me like a wolf from a pack
The heat it swelters surrounding my members
The rain makes the fog rise from the embers
The ground is so hot the day is so muggy
The people in darkness the light is so ugly
The calendar stares and laughs with such glee
It laughs it laughs it laughs only at me
For the end isn’t here nor is it marked
The day when the far off dawn will embark
And the rain it slows and the heat deprived
For only a moment until its demise
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