Monday, 8 December 2025

#2171 - feral sun

 



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feral sun

 

up hunting before I am

chases me out of doors

 

never sleeping

just somewhere else

 

it creeps to slay

 

domestic of another season

but now the day’s aloud

 

not the band

but real star quality

 

wild chariot swung low

 

too bright to look upon

 

sets all the scripted leaves afire

 

it’s like a word

unspoken as yet

 

spits out fire

like a chain reaction

 

with shadows

from central casting

and sears

 

it’s been going on

five billion years  

 

we’re just now noticing this 




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