Summer, sunlight grazes upon skin
Burning the day
Into the patterns upon back
The world on fire, smoking
Clouding my eyes
So I am hiding, waiting
For the world end
Autumn, cool breezes teasing at neck
Rain tapping at the window
Staying inside, reading
Curling up in warm blanket
Listen as the world cools
Hissing with each drop
And steam collects on window
I write greetings in the condensation
Poetic Trials 