A SUMMER DAY

It's a hot day out there

in the blazing June,

but, bless me for my sins,

it's hotter in here

in the brown matter

inside my skull,

waiting to become

earth and dust and reborn stars.

It's a hot day out there,

in the green and blue

flowing away in time,

but it's hotter in here

in the brown matter

inside my skull,

fearing to become

earth and dust and dead stars.

16.06.2020