sultry birdmad thick night air hot like breath the jasmine incense stick burning in its stand and the cold drink sweating in its bottle next to my table a night like this days like these memory of crazier times past, spent covered in more sweat than just my own. memory of a furtive attempt to seduce a beloved friend on a steamy night like this one - only to be stopped by my own apprehension instead of by hers nothing good ever stays at least not here 010704 ... misstree the heat of her breath surrounds me, steals the air from my lungs, steals any desire to move, to be anywhere but here, makes me sticky and salty, makes me want to strip down to nothing and disappear in her breath. 010711 ... silentbob it's too damn sultry in here 011003 what's it to you? who go blather from