Unquenchable Thirst

My lips are parched and my eyes are glazed
I wish I could curl up on a bus stop bench,
and allow the powerful sun to embrace me and to heal
This nasty cold. It is oppressively hot today
and it's not even close to summer yet!

I ambulate like a zombie to Mc Donalds to quench
my acute thirst. My tongue feels like a cotton sock
Stuffed in my mouth. I'm slightly perspiring due to the
humid heat; I must get some liquid in me. I could drink a
Gallon right now. By the way, I only consume soda, coffee...

Or toilet paper there -- occasionally an oatmeal cookie
Just saying, because I don't want to promote their fare
As the merciless sun begins its retreat on a solitary street
A man coincidentally walks from the opposite side of the sidewalk
I see him, and he sees me, although he cannot see my eyes

Who will move aside as we thread the same path at opposite ends I wonder?

Not I; I am in my bitchy mode, besides nursing a runny nose
I walk forth with a determined stride; my breasts pushing against
My white top lead the way. I dare you to touch me; I tell him
Telepathically. In the end, we came to an inch of almost touching
Hands and arms. I think it's quite comical...

The dog-like behavior, each guarding our perspective territories
I rapidly sip half the soft drink cup, welcoming the cool liquid
over my parched tongue; I face the heat of the muggy eve once
again. Damn it's hot! Perspiration gathers in between valleys
This means it's going to be a cruel summer

Then I recall my '09 horoscope I read sometime in January...
It said that I'd meet someone, and that we'd become addicted to
each other. That is the best way to generate sweat I reckon
Then I wonder if that were true, where could he be right now?
Eh...at this very moment, he is probably screwing someone else




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