Don't Chew on Razor Blades

It was hot

The thermometer read 103 degrees Fahrenheit

It didn’t seem that cool

I thought, squinting against the light

The heat waves wobbled in the air

The asphalt drank up the sun

Some weird kid I turned out to be

But sanity would have never won

A dust Angel on the road

That’s what I was

Staring straight into the sun

Blinded just because

My torture was almost exquisite

The strangest thing I ever felt

My brain was level and clear

My insides were one vast melt

My blood was boiling with a fever

My skin burned in the heat

My back against the black pavement

Sizzling where my sweat meets

It was more of a pain than a cooling system now

I had lost track of all time

Lying there, thinking of just about everything

But I swore I was fine

Somewhere in eternity, I heard a rumbling

Thunder? Earthquake? Volcano? Car?

Yes, the familiar sound of a car

I wondered if I should move

The tires would surely leave an ugly scar

No open casket for my funereal then

What a shame to die ugly and young

I might have grown out of it

But it was ruining all my fun

I closed my eyes briefly and made to move

But the sound faded and died

As it turned down another cul-de-sac

I opened my eyes and sighed

It was hot