Sun-shade

Searching for some solace,
I wake up every morning.
The sun's rays are too harsh,
Yes, I wake up at noon.
So, what?
Anyway, as I was saying,
there seems to be no escape
from this heat.
This heat of the moment,
this heat between people,
this heat of the summer!
Stupid, stupid summer!

All I want is some shade.
Some shield to deflect the ills.
A Superman's cape on my head,
and an opaque spider web around me.
I shall, then, roam the skies,
touch the moon and the stars,
and bounce my way to the Sun.