heat, existence, box fan

discogitating
the ergo
sum
rundown fan
all afternoon

blows
the tedium
around
the room


through open window the breeze of look
like god-breath puffs
your hair
stands a moment
up

how that breath
comes clipped and thickened
heat cloyed

the skin is a damp army
it marches through
shivering
air, water, mirage tar topping
stopping
thought clamped
clammy

body in dull
takes
day

so in box-fan flutter heart
blood takes like air
blows it here and there