fire

suffocating heat.
i longed for you all summer.
my lover long dead.

legs crackle and pop.
spine grinds itself down to dust.
painful slow red dusk.

chewing on my mind.
rubbery dark thoughts infused.
spitting out the phlegm.

the way forward is
often a winding slick road.
obstacles on path.

be always weary
of great men of the people.
they’re wearing no clothes.

lazy summer day.
why don’t you stoke the fires.
autumn is no friend.