Temperature

No one ever
agrees upon
the perfect temperature
because that would be too easy
and not open up
opportunities
for metaphors
involving human bodies
and subjectivity
and sex
and gender
and puppies
and weather patterns
and pygmy marmosets
and true love

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s