No Excuses Left

the wind shatters the back
with penetrating coldness
that slithers through the
body like a sensuous snake,
opening up hidden desires
where resistance is feeble

and the need to succumb to
freezing conditions is great;
we seek no shelter nor
request mercy as we are
violated by the frigidity
of its relentless assault on
our warmed-up bodies that
soon will have nothing left;
we were doomed from the
beginning as we lay roasting
in the sun, not caring about
the global effects of our
actions we denied and would
have continued had it not
been for our very thoughtful
brothers-in-law in crime.

11Sept17