By Marquis A. Seabron

Hot today

And the sun is at peak

And

It shall descend soon

We emerge

in this heat

in this heat

in this heat

in this heat

in this heat

in this heat

in this heat

in this heat

in this heat

in this heat

in this heat

sweating drenched

next to each other

body to body

vessel to vessel

soul to soul

Even in this plunge into heat

I’m feeling left out

For no end of summer

so that nothing feels this cold again

What about a burning?

My desire

Screaming

within the midst of sun-rays

Can’t you see my heart isn’t melting?

Is it true?

Are you understanding this burning?

……

Someone

who isn’t of the past

Please engage

“It’s hot out”

And

Hoping to be gathered by the night

And this is not a fire

No

Nothing to see here

Do something that doesn’t make sense

What? Live?

And the warmth that sadness provides is encapsulating

Yet

Heliophobic

Shredding

Shredding

Shredding

Shredding

Shredding

Shredded

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Please don’t invite them into a broken heart

there is nothing but bleeding.

And again

I should probably let it go

And how can something so squishy crumble in the hands so easily?

How cruel I was

and not knowing

and I’m sorry

more than a thousand times

You’re too young for this

boiling

hot

sunrise

sunshine.

Waking to no face at all

To now facing it all together

as strangers

In this heat

And I’ve been talking to a fire…

A soul grabbing experience

For the religious

Is not enough

Never will be

Sorry

Out in the sun

squinting

and

trying to let the good in

Because ,

In this hot hot heat

underneath this hot hot sun

I let in an anger

that cannot be cooled

that burns

and I swear this sweat is unbearing

and she tells me to breathe

and I find it hard

when the heat causes stuffiness

And what I think isn’t always true

There is more love

and I am worthy of what comes

Be nicer to yourself

Stress doesn’t last forever

Temperature is rising when anger is around

Temperature rising during stages of love and joy

Crazy either way

There is no difference

Loving the shapes in the mirror

sometimes

Not always

But

Today is great

beautiful

deserving

and

I appreciate the images I see

Teach me in another way

to do things another way

remembering what true love is.

deepening

looking

understanding

with time

forthcoming

And this hot sun

melts my feelings

creating warmth in loneliness

Panicking

Panicking

Panicking

And your words

that voice

that splits me

Friends

Felt so good

sitting together

listening to music

playing video games

We met in high school

We were around fifteen

We’re 30 now

Bonded over music

Bonded over everything

I hope

Friends,

I hope this isn’t a good dream

But

If anything,

It’s a good ass dream

Back to friends

true love

pure love.

true love

real love

all love

true love

real love

all love

true love

A love like no other

Pure love

A letter to my friends

I appreciate good times and sunshine

when we sat at the reservoir

sipping tequila and good wine

And during those good times

I thought about those who have left us

And

those who are no longer free

knowing I can’t bring anyone back

knowing I can only plant seeds on a grave

knowing you all checked in to a room you didn’t intend to stay

About 6vape puffs

Inhales

About one can of hibiscus modelo

one melatonin

a A cup of coffee I didn’t need

An ugly writer

I feel

I am

But am I still

Warm?

Am

I?

Warm

rbold: rage

Immersive

A hole appears

Throughout sky

delete

delete

delete

delete

It’s hot outside and I am seeking warmth from anger

and

I am ashamed

and

not so much at times

we stare

in this warm box

faceless

Blanketed

like I’m covering my face with stoicism

If we fall apart today

I’ll still love you for infinite days afterwards

It’s never been hard for a man to call up his friends

He just may be fearful of exploring the possibilities of happiness then rejection

And he may have been told

to never ask for help

and he may have learned

that that

is the only option

out of being disappointed

And

he may be crying

on the inside

and

disguising it as hot, steaming anger

And I miss him

in all ways

And

I have no reason to clarify

But fear and judgment pulls towards me

And I don’t push

I let out a gentle embrace

Oh,

Wash me in a bath of my tears

So that I can cool off on this hot summer’s heat

Marquis A. Seabron