The earth was skinned alive
Then its epidermal dirt…
was slowly rubbed in eyes
Rendered blind
Tilted head
When the sun rests high
Begging…
“Sun, catch my iris”
“Sun, catch my iris”
To no avail.
Pupils drowned in the dark
Dilate and swallow.
The loathing hollows
This vessel filled with rich soil.
Mar 25
Mar 25, 2026 at 6:04 PM UTC
The earth was skinned alive
Then its epidermal dirt…
was slowly rubbed in eyes
Rendered blind
Tilted head
When the sun rests high
Begging…
“Sun, catch my iris”
“Sun, catch my iris”
To no avail.
Pupils drowned in the dark
Dilate and swallow.
The loathing hollows
This vessel filled with rich soil.
I used to hate my dark eyes.