sticky

706/2008 (1130pm)

suddenly I don't have the use

of three of my fingers

numb and losing communication to the brain

outside

no roof over where I write

stagnant water nearby

attracting insects

it's a humid night

the kind you would describe as sticky

suddenly I don't understand why

things happen the way they do

why ask questions when no one

has the answers more questions

as the writer comes to the bottom

of the page and his cup simultaneously

what do you think about that?

backwards walk off the deck

and the grass is soaked

as the humidity makes the air

as thick as the cloud

the writer sits in...