Muffled heat wraps itself around me with aggressive legs.
Humidity, so eager, so ready, roughly sends its love down my throat.
Ultraviolet rays scatter down and scratch my flesh in a lover’s frenzy.
Sweltering temps continue to hold me down like eager, invisible, hands.
Breezeless air shackles around my limbs with a jailer’s determination.
Black top melt bare soles, embolden by the sun’s cruel vindication.
Sweat rains down reddened bodies, fearful of the oncoming drought.
Hair mats along desert-dry skulls, becoming carcasses in bleaching light.
Everything dies, withers, shrinks, in this blanket of heated, slowing, molasses.
Slowed, but undeterred, we keep moving, through the heat, past its pain.