I enter, in no cooler than out,
a steam sauna of a day
leaving myself open to chance
leave the door unlocked
it would take a godly crew
of shirtless men with a ram
(turgid, battering or sacrificial)
to part the swollen wood
from thickened jamb,
out no cooler than in
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.wav now
What a sensual poem that lets the heat surface through these dog days!
Well done!