Climate Change

Rumor has it
that the mercury

in this global climate
is festering with deep infection

that melts us,
folds in on itself

and then disappears
into the faces of our neighbors.

His brown face
and black eyes, glancing,

will touch the tender skin
of a blond body

at the moment of meditation,
and souls switch, in silence,

without anyone knowing
any better.

Her red curls
skip and sing

against the prayer rug
of a total stranger

and never miss
a thing.