The afternoon grows cold,
the shorts and sleeveless t-shirt
are decisions I now regret…
A twist to the doorknob
quickly reveals my fate…
knocking will only bring a wrath
more bitter than the icy breeze
and chances are…
after an explosion
of expletive deletives are expelled,
I am scolded for not having a jacket
in the first place,
and I am again reminded of my idiot status;
the portal would slam shut!
Leaving me exactly where I am…
making my way to the side of the house.
The dryer vent my friend this day
as I huddle beneath it,
grateful for its expulsion of moist heat,
hoping there is enough laundry
to last until dinner time.
Dani Heart ♥