Liquid Sky
Searing heat rises in agonizing waves,
eating away at sanity.
Rippled air drips down,
choking out all breath.
Refracted images dance
across parched land.
Summer an inferno,
swallowing fragile lives.
Deniers will deny!
Grass … brown … scorched & curled.
Wilting flora cries out begging for rain.
Birds refuse to fly.
Countries burn
Hearts stop
People die
The old folk tell of past canicules,
but none this tortuous.
A fevered sky stretches on
with no relief in sight.
Memories of balmy days waft in and out,
as mercury soars.
A liquid sky melts down
upon a barren earth.
Only a Few Drops Left
only a few drops left no more exists
I have drained it dry
the bottle sits empty on its side
on the counter – a silent corpse
waiting for retribution – I shall not succumb
it laughs I hear it I flee
the wind outside unceasing in its quest – mercilessly
it calls to me come follow I heed
outside the darkness drinks me in as I wander lost
and lonely
I have imbibed one too many times – there is no escape
falling into a hell of my own making
time collapses inward
I reach for the glass savoring the dregs of remorse
all is lost
emptiness rings out in a loud cry
no more drops left