Friday, September 17, 2004

the sun

I want to slay the sun.
Simply because it shines so much
On the place I least like it to do so…
My face.

It blinds me and burns my eyes.
It gives me pain one cannot imagine.
I do not desire warmth.
For I have become a cold being.

Frozen, unfeeling, numb.


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