Hot Nights

Myth is the public dream, and dream is the private myth. - Joseph Campbell

Hot Nights

Warm nights keep us up - we enjoy the balmy air.

Hot nights keep up up - we are never prepared

to sweat while sleeping. Before we never cared.

That's when the power was on. Then we fared

Better while sleeping. Before the war, unaware,

Warm nights were quite OK. And hot nights, fair.

Hot nights keep us up - we must retreat to roofs

To sleep. We are not prepared, not bulletproof.

We'd sweat out life up there - we might go poof.

When the power is on our sleeptime's foolproof.

Now's the war. Some souls sleep eternally, aloof

to hot, warm, or cool, unaware and weatherproof.

copyright 2007 by Carol Gee

Cross-posted at Southwest Blogger.

My topical post today at South by Southwest and The Reaction is about the color of advocacy.

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