the sun,
      it beats down on the grass,
discontented and desolate,
      godless,
I pass with a nod

the cells,
      they spill out on the floor
with fury and desire,
      fullness,
it spills out on the floor

color,
       it reacts to the soul
radiant and lobotomizing,
       mind,
it beats down on the floor

and the sunset lasts forever.