Look to the Sun

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic


Last night, I looked to the sun.
When there was a moon above my head,
I looked to the sun.
It's smile was green.
It greached foul air.
The ants would play games in dirt --
A history of hysteria.
Pinecones rot like stone.
Passing horsemen -- but wait, this is not a horseland!
A yank on the neck
As grass becomes goo
Falling through to the core.


Submitted: November 08, 2021

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