Wednesday, 25 November 2020

Questionmarks

The sun in me

The sun is me

Small deity

Hidden away

Clouds hold sway

Over and over

Figures so little

Over us hover

Like you and me

Humidity

Gnaws on our bones

Anxiety

Kills immortality

Vapours

Puff immorality

Come crashing down

As downpour

Will we endure?

Little sun

Am I right?

Blinding light

Is it worth to fight?

For another sunset

Another sunrise

Another overcast

Another day

Goes by so fast

At the speed of light

Blink once

And you might miss it.

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