Still July
Sunlight seeps
through the blinds,
oozes into the room.
The ceiling fan sweats
from its labor.
The clock creeps
at half speed,
pendulum dragging
through syrupy air.
On the stoop,
the old cat sprawls,
soothing her arthritic joints.
7/13/2017
Copyright © Agnes Krampe | Year Posted 2017
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