RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: CLIMATE CHANGE
The Heat
The heat is a cage
That surrounds and entraps me
In my body
In my mind
In my spirit willing
Deep in my oppressive fear
There is no escape
There is no relief
The heat climbs inside my soul
Inside the hole that used to be
The suffering of my memories
The heat warps my perception
Of all that is
Of all that was
Of all that will ever be
Have you ever been so hot
You cannot think
You cannot stand
You cannot walk
Until the cooling comes
And all this punishing heat
All this swarming pounding heat
Begins to recede
Like the coming of fall
Like a glass of fresh spring
Like nightfall used to be
When dinosaurs walked the earth
