Inner Apocalypse…

Summer sun beats down

as we go walking around

hiding under hats.

 

Sleeves of cotton scarves

colorful protective capes

cover fragile skin.

 

Yet the skin burns hot

and the burning doesn’t end

for hours the fires rage.

 

Still I deign to walk

risking hotly burning flesh

embracing summer.

 


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