The Sun Has a Good Laugh
Looking upon you
one sees the light and goes blind.
Sick burn, sun. Sick burn.
By Anika Lautenbach
Shady Sun
The Sun climbed up high into the sky.
I collected its light into my eye.
The moon didn’t like this
Then it got really pissed.
And so it threw some shade from up high.
By Andy Hahn
Lament, 104
O, horrid star
Rise no more
On us, the minds
That have grown like a crust
On this, your scorched rock.
By Scott Bittner
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