This Heat

A sharp contrast Clumps of whitened grass by the marsh Frosted at the joins Paving takes on the look of boiled sweets Soft plastic tied into bows Skin past the ages of the boat Our limitations are abundantly clear No one's sure how to fill in the gaps The hit grips you by the throat Wires criss-cross overhead Search for bargains on the market stalls Too much money for your own good Lines begin To familiarise the surface of your skin They spider 'round To emphasise the magic of your grin Open-air rides for two They're passed me by all my life Our limitations are abundantly clear No-one's sure how to fill in the gaps The heat grips you by the throat Smog forming overhead Fruit glistens on the market stalls Too much money for your own good Some get to the finish line at a quicker pace The point is how and why you are the race