Flesh adheres to flesh
Leather seats scald
And tug at sunburned thighs
Like zealous fly paper
It's the unbearable
being of heatness
Hot does not describe
The way this sun over stays it's welcome
The way the atmosphere clings to
It's warmth, the humidity
Like a fleece blanket
Wrapped around us.
Clouds and rain become
Our tawdry mistress
Her gray and gloom preferrable
To the suns hateful gaze
The unbearable being heatness
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