by Samuel De Lemos

I left the air conditioning on
There’s cool air outside,
a fresh gentle breeze
that slides its way in to
the home when the windows
are open.

I went upstairs got into bed
and forgot to turn it off.
Note to self:

If you want to get along
with the wife, don’t be
extravagant, pop open
the windows and let the
evening air cool the house.
Least their be frigid air
between you and her—

air that doesn’t cool down
air that suffocates the life
out of what could
have been a love bond.