heat

heat
shuts my eyelids
rests my head against the car seat
lulls me into a greedy stupor
desire
overcomes me, unwanted
threatens to, unwillingly
convince me, swiftly
if I were in your arms
it would all be okay
if I were your neighbor
it would be just fine
if I were someone else
it wouldn’t be a failure
to need to see the emotion in
eyes I’ve never looked into
to need to feel the love in
arms I’ve never been encased in
to need to breathe the faith of
a scent I’ve never smelled
cold
leaves me empty
drops my ego on the tile
becomes the reality
of knowing that
l
o
w
is where it needs to stay