Fingergunning a flock of sparrows
Poisoned by the suns carrot seeds
The sparrows don't give my antics the time of day
Untethered by the sky, which is their home and not mine
The sun still amazes
Newborns and other innocents
Whom have not tired of looking at its rays
Magnetized by the kerosene
Eyes awakened by a force majeure
I was worth more to you
When I was less perfect
When I was still unpolished
Grit between my teeth and telling slapjack stories
The sun still a drawing force of unprecedented power
I know now that there are more powerful things than a sun
The increasing feeling of losing you
The sadness which chokes my heart
The dread of dying ordinary, just like the rest
Your face, reminding me less and less
Of stars we gazed at
Of pictures we were both in
The laugh which shared a cigarette
A sun to ignite its glow in complete agreement
Apr 16, 2021
Apr 16, 2021 at 10:23 AM UTC
Fingergunning a flock of sparrows
Poisoned by the suns carrot seeds
The sparrows don't give my antics the time of day
Untethered by the sky, which is their home and not mine
The sun still amazes
Newborns and other innocents
Whom have not tired of looking at its rays
Magnetized by the kerosene
Eyes awakened by a force majeure
I was worth more to you
When I was less perfect
When I was still unpolished
Grit between my teeth and telling slapjack stories
The sun still a drawing force of unprecedented power
I know now that there are more powerful things than a sun
The increasing feeling of losing you
The sadness which chokes my heart
The dread of dying ordinary, just like the rest
Your face, reminding me less and less
Of stars we gazed at
Of pictures we were both in
The laugh which shared a cigarette
A sun to ignite its glow in complete agreement