Hot…

The heat I do not have on very high,

Although I do sweat like a pig in an oven tied,

Is this change of life or a blood pressure cooker?

Maybe I just need the services of sexy hooker…

That was last night,

Tonight I am cold,

What the hell is wrong with me?

Is this what its like getting old?

Oh what the hey, at least I am alive,

Have not yet have I to heaven arrived,

Nor have I gone to hell, though I have been told to do so,

At one time or another, mostly by my mother…

Anyway, I am not as hot tonight as I was just last,

It really scared me then, my memory of it now is past,

Should I tell my doctor, or attribute it to gas…?

        © ed ~ 1/10/05