Around The Bend (R) Poem by Margaret Alice Second

I‘ve got to contend with this thorn in my flesh,
with terrible heat then coldness, my beloved's
on an even keel but I need a hot water bottle
when temperatures drop & the sun starts in
bright yellow light from behind the clouds, I
have to spray water over my head to cool

My overheating brain: it's very fatiguing to deal
with oversensitive reaction to weather change,
at least I've been sitting with the sun blocked
by reassuring ice-cold clouds, while others sit
quietly at their desks, I'm forced into a deadly
duel with the lurking fever within, provoked to

Attack at the smallest air-con change & the
overbearing sun forces me to defend against
its penetrating laser flashes in a fencing game
I don't enjoy at all, how I wish to be at peace
like the rest of the world, the happy-go-lucky
smugly content insouciants - but the smallest

Increase in ambient heat always drives me
around the bend…