Heat

Physical terrestrial hotpan

I can hear my father say, repeat after me 

“conductors transfer heat,” conductors transfer

they carry them and give off      A human, 

that creature can’t even stand the heat of a star

Let ‘lone a star, even an engine that churns hot coal

A body a body moves over beyond body

Rubbing bodies, when they carry heat, they sparkle

Fortunate are those who live with that fire, who can live while burning

That sort of heat that burns and burns

As you stop to enjoy the proximity of things, adding 

to vengeance and love in hearts, heat lets humans reborn 

Like phoenix like afterbirth like the funeral pyre 

Beyond you, beyond me, Heat struts on its own, once the fire

Inextinguishable, O! there is a burning man who believes in

A hotpan coiled wires and cigarettes

Shocking, the source of the heat packed on top of the other 

to increase the burn, O! there is a burning man, like my father who believes in 

Wants Craves Fire and desire 

There is a burning man again, there is a burning man again, Another living 

breathing thing who asks me what do I want, if anything I want 

that is YOU pulled off the heat.