Letter from a Hot Apartment (With Elephant)
Letter From a Hot Apartment
Dear dear one,
I miss you tons.
I hope you are not too hot up there.
Down here, it’s hot.
Yes, I could turn on
the air conditioners, but
you know how I am.
I don’t believe in air conditioners.
I say it’s because of the war.
I say it’s because of the environment.
I say it’s because I’m so broke.
All of which is true.
But the greater truth is that I just hate
their buzzing hum, and worse, the vacuum that descends
when windows that can open
are closed up tight.
You could say that I
am a sensitive type,
with issues of
control.
Though if you were here, I’d let you put
one on just as much as you wanted,
(for a few minutes at least.)
(No, seriously, for just as long as you wanted),
(as long as it wasn’t too long.)
Because despite what I am,
which is not
an air conditioner.
I really would do just about anything
for you, dear, whom I miss
tons.
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June 26, 2010 at 6:40 pm
That is the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard. And you are the sweetest person I’ve ever met, and I miss you tons right back.
June 26, 2010 at 10:19 pm
Haha. Thanks, sweetsome.
June 28, 2010 at 9:19 am
I sent this missive to Bob up there (or down there in even hotter climes)- made me sad/ happpy to remember a benign difference, easily reconcilable.
June 28, 2010 at 9:44 am
Thanks. It is so kind of you to tell me about this. Hope most is well. K.