Thank you, Anni. Maybe I'm a masochist because I do like making things difficult for myself. I considered rhyming each line as well, but that was a bridge too far. Perhaps next time...
The rooms are alive with the sound of a/c
since the summer matures with the month of Aug,
the heat locks us in and my vision gets hazy,
if it gets any warmer I’ll go join the Borg.
But the a/c’s our friend and its setting is chill,
inside we survive with the cool breeze of the fan.
Try not to think of electricity bill -
if you go near the fridge can you get me a can?
Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For Express It In Eight, 07.25.23
Prompt: Write a poem about what you hear right now.
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