Do not look up.The sun is a furious orange
glaring vengeance upon you for what you’ve done.
The air is heavy, weighing down your every step.
There are pains everywhere you dare imagine
– so do think.
Do not move.
Do not breathe, if you can avoid it.
Simply do not.

Yesterday was a bad move, all in all,
one best avoided.
One best forgotten.

If you can simply stop,
that would be best.
Just… stop.