it wasn't the sun
that made me panic
but the glowing stain
I couldn't see through
the only way to
avoid falling into this
hated dance is to
know its steps unthinkingly
the republic of those
who know they're right
lies unseen asleep down
in the hollow Earth
the sun arrives dancing
rising from the poles
I see a sun
darken our exposed eyes
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
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