It is so hot I can barely stand it
they say this is the future come early
I can’t stand the idea of the future coming early
how is that possible?
surely the future has to come when it is due and not before 
in its own good time if you will
but the future has come early and I am so fucking hot I feel like I am cooking 
I feel like everything I touch is either a hot plate or cooking on one
I feel like the sweat I am dripping is not sweat it is boiling water
and I want to scold the future for coming early because I don’t know what that means but here it is in the present and there is no relief from it

I want to get a big soaking brush and watercolour the sun from the sky
I want to replace it with pile upon pile of towering thick grey cumulonimbus
heavy with precipitation weighty blackening the sky and ready to dump
I just want it to rain
big fat wet drops that land with a splat and each single drop soaks everything it hits
rain so thick if you try to run away from it you just get wetter and wetter 
it simply hits you harder and reaches deeper into your soul
I so want to run in that rain

all I think about is getting away from this fiery dry heat by getting all soaking wet 
cooling until I shiver to my core with cold relief
to a place where I can confront the profound desolation this false future brings
the rain will put the future back in its place
take its toll on this deceitful future of scorching isolation divergent from its proper path
giving me a new wet future where I can cool off for a while
where I can relax and think about other things 

I would lap up the true future 
the moist green rain dominated future
it’s not like I don’t want any heat 
it should just be intermittent again, when and where it is meant to be
I want us to all have a right future properly in its place 
making it easy to breathe without fire in your lungs
wet enough to have us splashing wildly outside free from fear 
rejoicing in the joy of life and secure in what is to come
I want everyone to dance with me in the rain
shake off this febrile oppression
and share my love in the rain