The heat
is a beast —
no bark,
all bite.
It nibbles
my neck,
it chews
at my crotch.
Its tongue
licks my
armpits.
Its saliva
tickles
as it
dribbles
down
my
s
It hunts me i
relentlessly. d
My only defense e
is to huddle s
inside my cave, .
warding off .
the beast
with .
my
modern
technology
magic.
