waves of heat rise
distorting the land beyond
no movement, but buzzing flies
hard, dry straw was once a lawn –
cotton blend, stained and soaked
sticks to a sweaty back
nothing satisfies, leastly a Coke
old man neighbor suffered a heart attack –
oppressor sun, beating down
scorching all of my green land
pooling excretion, enough in which to drown
puddles in the palm of my hand –
small children hide indoors
not willing to risk Summer fun
unable to find street-walking ******
as we all cook in the unrelenting sun –
forecast gives no peace or quarter
instead condemns us to another night of no sleep
saw someone fry an egg on construction mortar
and make cookies on the dashboard of a Jeep –
it is simply not the norm
to crest 100 degrees in the Oregon, June
why, even the sprinkler  failed to preform
cooler weather cannot come to soon –

these sleepless nights seem like an endless fight
its now at leastly bi-weekly
wonder what i'm not quite doing right
its always a little freaky when
morning light creeps up beneath me
all day long, i've been feeling pretty sleepy
but now that i'm in bed, dreams just don't wanna reach me
maybe for the life i've led, life just wants to teach me
spend more time alone in my head, cause life ain't easy
looking to my past, start feeling a little queasy
took a bottle full of pills made to make me sleepy
blacked out, acted like a zombie for a week see
the time i can't remember never seems to leave me
four am on the clock like its just trying to tease me
but life will move on, thats all i need to ease me
cause no matter what the time, its never gonna leave me

Lastly but not leastly,
I've found a home within a home,
I planted myself here,
Without any permission,
Butting in with no invite,
So much relief I've found in this program,
I've fallen in and out of love with myself,
I found words I never knew existed inside me,
Content now with my goodbye,
They say I have to grow up,
This place distracts me from the now,
Even though the now,
Is a place I never wanna go to,
Probably filled with bright lights and more responsibilitys,
Inhabited with people I never wanted to meet,
The smells probably sour,
She said from a fence to a leash,
But the probability is a chain,
I'll come back,
When I'm done being grown up,
If any of you are still here,
Outty five thousand,
Keep it real ya hear?

Welcome to my Snowflake life
Where I know what's right is right
Children belong with their parents
Not in cages with ICE agents

Welcome to my Libtard life
Where I know whats right is right
If they lived here since childhood
Then here's their home, their "Neighborhood"

Welcome to my human life
Where I know what's right is right
You may feel we owe nothing
I say leastly understanding

Welcome to my 'Merican life
Where I'm taught what's right is right
When I hear HIM, I cringe and say
"He aint right, he CANNOT stay"