Hot Poem by Sana Olivia Hernandez

I am sweaty.
I am red.
There's and ache in my head.
I'm hot.

Either it's the temperature,
A stroke,
Or a hot poke.

I can feel the heat in my gut.
I'd be crazy to pull a fire stunt.
But so what?

I'd rather not.
Go outside.
I'd like to stay in the shade and hide.
It's too hot!

I'd like to stay in bed,
With a sheet over my head.
But I won't.
Not even a coat.
It's too hot!

As you can see,
Insanity,
That's heat's mastery.

Outside,
Inside,
That heat is here.
God, it's hot!