Sun in my Middle

Member since 2002 · Posted 1 Nov 2002 · 1 comment

1 The sun blooms in my very middle And bursts to consume As in epicentre of this quake That trembles my foundation I dissolve, I disintegrate I burn up with the sun 2 The volatile sun in my middle Trembles in all directions Bound at the edges it cannot break through Subverts to burn the very source I carry now A collapsed star and ghost light

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