SUN FLIES

SUN FLIES

Sun flies

away within

the caress rots

the carcass splits

we feel not

the same

Moon cries

today breathes itself

away

cascading beams

touching the soul

ignites to flame

less dense

and painful

than the crow

who waits

to survive

upon

corpses

and light

and the flies

of Sun.

-CSCHWEIZER

26 JUNE 2012

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