The Sun Has Changed Its Mind

The Sun Has Changed Its Mind

The sun has changed its mind, I swear

it used to kiss, now it devours

heat in the bones by eight a.m.

milk turns warm in twenty minutes

dogs drag shade like it’s a mattress

and sweat’s no longer shy

Nothing blooms, it bolts or burns

even weeds grow meaner

children sit with tongues half out

as if words might spark a flame

I walk slower now, but not from age

I wait for dusk like it’s a friend

but even dusk feels scorched and limp

no cool hand at my neck

just the weight of it all, again

They say it’s always been like this

that memory’s a liar, that July

has always cracked the ground

but I remember soft grass, don’t you?

not this brittle lawn of warnings

not skies that warn in orange codes

not birds gone mute by noon

The air is crowded with alarms

and no one opens curtains wide

curtains mean survival now

not style

Fans spin like threats

ice is currency

and sleep comes only

if you bribe it well

I think of winters like a myth

a bedtime tale we tell ourselves

while butter melts inside the fridge

and trees forget the names of leaves

Yes

the sun has changed its mind

and no one’s brave enough to ask

what for

Perhaps it was mankind that caused it

yeh I think it was our actions

maybe not the sun’s fault at all