i can feel the heat rise from my skin

the hot pink temperature of pain

self inflicted!

oh foolishness!

why did I never think the sun would be so hot!

a soreness makes me aware

of my vulnerability,

of the softness that is me.

a delicacy of skin and flesh and bone.

when even clothes cause pain.

delicacy to dying

is but a short journey.

I can feel the vertical ripples

the mirage of hot air

rise from my skin!

cold cream will melt on touching.

lay me in a bed of ice,

an iceburg will not be enough!

a polar cap to place

on my hot head!

just lay me in the freezer

for my bed!