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Heat

Updated on September 1, 2016
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Mihnea-Andrei Andreescu is a Romanian Symbolist/Avant-Garde poet and author of "Of Ecstasy and Sorrow".

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I cannot bear,

I cannot bear,

The slightest touch,

The touch of air.


Air is cloying,

Air is hot,

Makes sweet scratches

Swell and rot.


Pangs of hunger strike me hard,

Trill 'bout ulcerated hearts,

'long the street there ain't no folk,

Under heat with croup I choke...

And I miss my ancient yoke...


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      Mihnea-Andrei Andreescu 2 years ago from Tilburg

      Thanks

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      Larry Rankin 2 years ago from Oklahoma

      Beautifully done.

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