Hotlanta
hey shine yourself,
edge city edge- leaping
and stone relief, stone
mountain, stone-heat,
hot down here like heat
born old from stone
hey. hurricane traffic
trails, been years, been
years. count your storm-
edge, storm-front, we
all see it coming, a hot
heady doom hurrying
down the scoop of south
we're all living
by the ocean you
know we're all
living in hot rain
in hot stone rain
in hot still cars parked
highways, edge city,
hey- rain comes
change, you change,
you build you change
but rain comes.
hey create
night here
in heat
create night
underground
cool night
roaring behind
stone sun sunk
behind night
weather exists
yes, in faraway.
live on edges, cut
yourself open-
if anything comes
we're done.
You're done.