I live in the staff quarters
My part has
a low roof and no ceiling
The roof with its anticlines and synclines
keeps
making that noise of expanding and contracting metal
all day and all night
It
bothers the kids on some days
but for the most part you get used to it
almost
like the beating of a heart in one's chest
This low roof makes it really hot
in the day
whether it is the hot or cool season
And at night the house gets
really chilly
to a point that the roof sweats and drips on us as we sleep
Like
the noise of the moving metal,
we are most of the time used to the drips.
But
once in a while one wakes up to that cold splash
it becomes a splash once it
hits the mosquito net and spreads out
So once in a while that cold spray
brings one out of a dream and into a nightmare
Right now, the house is an oven,
like it is usually during the day
and we shall have a fridge in the night.
This roof has rust in
parts which keeps peeling
mostly during the day and sails down
silently onto
the floor, the beds, hair
and sometimes into an upturned nostril
It is a very
old roof
Soon all this wear and tear will leave it with holes
Many infarcts have had to be covered with bordex
to keep real rain water out,
wonder why we
bother though,
considering that it creates its own droplets in the night
But
once you have lived here for a year or two,
you get used to it all
And pay it
no mind,
till you are nude and laying on the cool tiles
thinking about nothing
in particular.
~Amazing Storm
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