Sunlight with an ache

prompt from Saltwater and Sage

The goddess sun takes her slender fingers to my trachea and presses hard where its soft

bearing down with the heat of a world in the oven.

deep into September she paces the sky without relent.

her reign has been in the works for years

we have aided in the footwork

No

we are the footwork.

Still, we stand below her, bodies crying great heaves of sweat.

we call her forward, oppress us

demean us under a glowing ember thumb.

Open the door she is waiting inside

dragoness in the passenger with the bag at the ready.

oil blackened teeth, garbage nails sharpened

too late she swoons

too late

and the bag is upon us

plastic eyed

nostrils full of it, to the sinus

down to the bile

thank you for providing monthly prompts that always get my creativity flowing 𝚂𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚂𝚊𝚐𝚎