A Nice Day
Today is a nice day with the sun up high.
It makes me smile as I
look up at the beautiful sky.
It makes me very happy and
fills me up with its warmth.
I can see the sun peaking through the clouds
after it slid through the womb of the sky beast,
the she that tortured it with her whips,
that played with it with her slimy
black and gray hands,
that fastened sharp chains around its ankles,
twisting them with her succulent fingers,
smearing the sun on her contorted face,
licking it with her red-hot tongue,
spitting it out into the turbulent skies,
shaking the earth with her convulsive laughter,
looking at her prey, the body of the virgin sun,
a captive of the tempest fury that
lashed it with her bloody whip
and threw it into the fury of the sky
as the spears of the cold mingled
with the hot-blooded whores that
spread their thighs on the crumpled sheets,
that cursed the Gods of the sacred ether
that sanctify the holy order as the
enemy crept into the realm of the blessed
and shone its evil eyes upon the skin,
that disrupted the order of the natural earth,
the peaceful skies that smile with the tulips,
that house of the pink clouds that
drift through the azure skies
and hover over the hillocks and meadows,
flaunting its beauty and warming my heart.
Oh what a nice day it is today.
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