My Sweat |
by Evelyn O. Simon |
Look at my face, full of sweat. I lift up my head towards the sun, asking "Is this the hottest it'll get?" Hot sticky sweat lingers on my skin, feelings of frustration develops within. My man, all of a sudden wants to cuddle. My children's screams from play, has my nerves all in a bundle. My man whines, "Honey I love you, and I'm in need!" I retaliate, "Well what about me?" My sweat continues to spill from my pores, as my life reveals itself in scores. This, is my sweat. |