Obe says ninety-eight tiday Anothè saus one hundred to eight p clock, Its me melting, Amd my kittens too, We suffwews yesterday, Wish it were eight oclock,
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Unknown
Fell asleep, Like myrdered.victim, Flies everywhere, I was non plus! Hot no air I.ha e only.fans At.one.point i turned on.the house, Stupid.mobile.home refused to turn off, Pity US government is mealy about Global Warming,.no one would still be.usingnplastic bags, Everyone.would be SOlar, This is a state of Emergency! Our home, The earth is being murdered!Continue reading “Unknown”
Read by
Other poets , Read me, When I say Just Val, My friend in Arizonia Ruth thinks I see myself as not enough, I see myself as a poet, A writer of blank verse, A journalist, A writer, I dated a woman who said, ‘What gave you the right to call yourself a writer?’ What rightContinue reading “Read by”
101,Quasqueton,Iowa,feels like 116 outside,
Add ten that’s what 6 feels like inside a mibile home, Socks made the long walk back from front of my mobile home, Can’t breathe, Glad I got done this morning, , Rowley,Iowa,says 104, Feels like 124, Much hotter then last year, So mobile home feels like 110, Lovely, Not! https://www.wunderground.com/weather/us/ia/quasqueton/52326
Total Ass
Total ASS! Just called this lesbian Iowan butch poet ‘Wierd!’ Thanks, I was unsure I would ever fit with the.greats, Its just such a relief sitting in my book .obile writing with that affirmation, Of course , this empath poet is crying, I fit! Longfellow ,Shakespear,a friend named John, A.New Yorker! I fit at Sixty-five,Continue reading “Total Ass”
Triple digit heat
Iowa, From norgh to douth, Northern Wisconsin,nineties tomorrow, Southern Wisconsin onedred and twelve Too damn Hot My Ruth is in Arizonia, They had one hundred and eighteen, Their Saguaro, like gentle giants, fell to their death, At night, when it’s supposed to be cool like the seventies, Their arms lower, so they xan breathe, ItContinue reading “Triple digit heat”
Better song then Black Eye Peas
Delicious, Poker Face, It was also a Percy Jackson movie song, Very hot, Like I am in the Walmart parking lot, My water’s.melting, Baby so am I, No shit Sherlock
Baby Oak leaf
Trip to the sheshed , I was carrying a chair and two totes, Teturning to my home, I chanced to look down, The.vista before me , Captured the essense of my imagination, In a trice I had ssiled away, My mass a mighty Oak leave, I was the size of a Lillyputten, Of Guliver’s fame,Continue reading “Baby Oak leaf”
To
To hot To hot to Think, To hot to Chat, With a cat, On a lap, Not to hot to yell, Or swear, Heat melting me, Hope I get to eat my chocolate bar before it melts, What was wrong with a paper wrapper, Why is it necessary for the wrapper to out live theContinue reading “To”
Val’s Prayer hotline
Boy, that fifty for the lawn mower keeps slipping ylthrough mymfibgers, Now I have to go to Oelwein,Iowa, To get something from Penny’s mom’s apartment, No one knows.where it is, Penny’s mom went out with her dog.at 2am, Fell , They think she laid there fifteen minutes, Hip us not broke, They did a reparativeContinue reading “Val’s Prayer hotline”
Val Whitewolf 