the sun bakes my
hasty decisions made
knees give way even
though a pad is used,
the sun bakes my
memories of you
whenever I think too
far in advance of
your actions... the
lies slither around
like snakes on the
ground trying to get
out of the heat... my
heart beats faster than
I breathe and feelings
fall to the ground with
the humidity, lost to
to soul as life dries up
just like the riverbeds.
July 12, 2023
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