and turn up the sound

The fan is on, my arm is scabby and it's a hazy summer day outside. I start my job in about 24 hours' time, but for now I wrote a poem, then took a shower to try to wash my sweat away. Now I get to go meet the beautiful transubsituated for coffee downtown. Caffeine better work its magic on my overheated little bloodstream. I am excited to sit on the train listening to music and then find Bryan-Kim.

Would that I were but the slide on Bonnie Raitt's left hand.