it gets too hot in July

i am

the person

procrastination

sleeps with

when productivity

is away

on business

 

i am

lace underwear

left on bedroom floors

you never return to

 

i am

paint chips on walls

that will never be touched up

 

i am the stained sheets

you kick off the bed

when 

it gets

too hot

in July.

 

i am

the beads of sweat

that fell from your face to mine

when you were f*****g me

in your uncle's house

 

i am

gentle touches

and 

tender kisses

 

i am

unemployment

 

i am

poverty

 

i am

(un)successful 

suicides

 

i am

armpit stains

and 

gurgling belches

from drinking

too

much

beer

 

i am

self-esteem's

w***e

who never

gets paid

 

i am

power

and 

pride

 

i am

stoned

and 

sober

 

i am scared

(of you)

 

i

often

think

 

i could be

wasting

my time

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[The Twin Arenas]

your voice is consistent. this is one of my favorites. there's but a handful of writers on this site who have stuff that I'll read, and then wind up reading another, and then another, almost daring myself to dig up some awful maudlin nonsense, only to be satisfied each time with the content. keep it up.