Strange Heat

A Strange heat is walking up the street with a heavy load upon its head and a yardstick to measure the dead, it’s walking in a straight line, staring at the glaciers melting from the hill filling the empty pockets with moisture and soaking the earth with water. A strange heat is moving around in the street and it is disrupting my heart beat and the pacemaker that is stuck inside gets my hearts rhythm to comply, and the leads connecting to my heart chamber are place methodically and the wires deliver electrical signal to keep my heart's rhythm in a fixed position. A strange heat is moving beneath my feet and the lining around the earth crust that is made of metamorphic and sedimentary rocks starts crumble and I could see way out in the deep, the tectonic plates began to shift but I quickly sealed it up with a touch of magic and the intensity around me was strong. A strange heat is following me around and you have got to get a whole of it before it destroys the town; it is dressed in a well- and it wears a felt hat everywhere it goes and sometimes it appears in the middle of the show. It climbs landscape, mountain seas and land and it can cover a short distance in seconds, and when the universe comes to town it covers itself in sheets and long gown; a strange heat is in the place and you have got to cool it down before it is too late.