Tag: heat

  • June Relocation: Consequences

    June Relocation: Consequences

    The heat,
    the fatigue.
    My soul said no
    and folded
    into a spore,
    quiescent,
    waiting for
    quiet and cool.
    Beyond salvation,
    mental starvation,
    self‑deprivation.
    Burnout,
    burn right,
    burn left,
    burn everywhere.
    I feel too old
    for new beginnings
    in the chokehold
    of this feral sun.
    The bare minimum
    is already
    too much.