Unbearable Sun
The burning sun, peeling off the skin of mankind, removing what is kind and unkind. It is flexing each muscle on us...barbecuing us, tormenting us, leaving us forlorn and forsaken. In a basin sea of shimmering swelters I found the rest of my skin bawling. I am mummified, entombed and crucified against the unbearable sun. I can't breathe, I can't go on, I am perplexed. I am lost amidst the flames of fire, I am accumulating water drops to mar the murky asphalt, it is like me, it is inside me. I am not me and it is not it.