The sun is shining.
The birds are singing.
The insects buzz happily.
I cover my head with the blanket
In a futile attempt to block out light.
After overheating I find myself
At a disadvantage
And end up placing a chair under the doorknob.
The sun is shining.
The birds are singing.
The insects buzz happily.
I cover my head with the blanket
In a futile attempt to block out light.
After overheating I find myself
At a disadvantage
And end up placing a chair under the doorknob.