leaves curl like empty hammocks every still creature stirs only for breath that fireball in the sky a bonfire out of control fingers move careless over burnt keys I sit in an oven and start the timer shirtless ideas lay listless at my feet unwilling to rise shade seals off its borders no more room in the bunker for outsiders anything warm or anything
sees the posted warnings my thoughts plead to enter
a snake says go ahead try it! a sparrow c’mon man what harm can there be from an insignificant word or two