2 a.m.

I sit in this room…humid old dusty place…wondering what my next move is…

Opened windows let air into a rented nightmare…dreams are interrupted by cars whizzing by and trains and trucks putting on brakes…

It is so hot…I lay naked on soaked sheets…pillow is a sponge…I wipe my forehead…from left to right…it is all water…

And the streets are wet from rain…

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