Michael Pruchnicki

A New Ac - Poem by Michael Pruchnicki

Summer just over there
behind those hills
lolling at rest
lying in wait
two thousand eight hundred
we paid for a new unit
installed and ready
now for 90 degrees Fahrenheit
and those damn dog-days

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 26, 2009

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