it’s too fuckin’ hot here in the sun
it’s too fuckin’ hot here in the sun today
it’s too fuckin’ hot in the — hot in the —
hot here in the sun today
I got this heavy coat of leather
something had to die for me to get ‘er
got this vinyl over-cover
this shit had been dead forever
it’s too fuckin’ hot in the — hot in the —
hot here in the sun today
I’m ordering Amazon shit
that I’ll never need
I’m paying that big black stone to bleed
so if you see me trying to source a re-up
grooving to the sounds and the rhythms of the birds and bees
them squawks and buzzing ain’t for me
leaves on tongue, effective tea
taste and texture all at once
jasmine colour, summer heat
matching up most beautifully
practice pathos, sitting there,
I’m not going anywhere
Logan Bright — Works 