air condition
Air-conditioning is a necessity close to the equator.
The sky is clear as I look outside from my air-conditioned apartment.
That doesn’t mean anything to me.
I wanted to make love to a monkey once but thoughts of my dog stopped me.
It would’ve been in an air-conditioned room.
I pay money for this comfort, and this awareness sits across my face.
The hum makes me hear other hums, and the space around is full of noise.
Everything chants of sound, growls that if visualized
would be circling spins which lead nowhere.
Like a trip to a far away land which doesn’t change you.
Like living in a new country, but months later nobody knows your name.
Air-conditioning makes things better.
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