Heat.

It. Is. Hot

It's 5:29

It's rather sweltering

It's time to close my eyes

It's time to just think

It's 5:30

Sweat won't cease

The room is stuffy

For some reason

Unbearably so

5:32

The walls 

They seem 

to close in

On every side

Still 5:32?

My breathing heightens

Now 5:34

I sit up in a panic

the ceiling above

It's red

Still 5:34

Since when

was there color

Anywhere in my room?

5:35

The black cloud

descends

leaving my room 

Bare and Empty

5:36 

That's when i screamed

I shot up in bed all alone 

Stifling heat means madness

It's too damn hot. 

Author's Note

It's hot.

Reviews

[Dutch Jr.]

Great job. I like the use of time in this poem, and building of tension. Great job.

[R E Tree]

I like that. Your comment made me laugh at the end "its hot" who would have thought of that. When it gets closer and closer to summer I can't sleep at night. I open all my windows and sleep without no quilts but it is still too hot

[Marie Harrison]

I'm with you. I have nightmares if it's too hot while I sleep. Vivid poem. Felt like I was in the room with you. Need to jump in the pool now to cool off. Great write!

[Coyote Poetry]

Very good description. When the heat is that hot. Time to sleep outside on the patio. I like this poem. You create a interesting tale. A excellent poem.
Coyote