If I Melt

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If I melt, would it be so bad?

To collapse and ooze

In a puddle of limbs and face?


In the delirious heat

There's something to be said

About wanting to de-exist

Even if

You have never felt more aware

Of your own sweltering form


Are you being daring? They ask

No, I say

I'm just very hot

And I mean heat-hot


I know the sun is our sustainer

But today I peer and sneer
 
Saying "Would it kill you

To lift your flaming foot

off the gas pedal

just a SMIDGEN??!!"

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