Dead Heat

My office, an uninsulated shed,
is chilly now to nearly March each year.
I have a heater that can quickly spread
the warmth I need to type and pedal here.
But I returned from travel to a queer
aroma and a noise that shouldn’t be.
The next day the appliance balked at me –
it didn’t light or sound or work at all.
I donned a coat and gloves for industry,
and ordered wattage from the online mall.

(Dizain)

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