Black Sun Down
The black sun stripped naked
of its flamboyant costume
with its yellow glowing that
paraded across the firmament
and marched to the drums of the day,
lost its luster into the evening
with its fading into a deep orange,
its chameleonic adaptation
to the surroundings
that bled into the faces of the clouds
before it turned black and dove
into the enigmatic sea.
Down, down, down, and further down
it swam with the fishes thru’the seaweed,
rubbing against the barnacles
on the broken ships.
Then down it went inside
the Sheolian temples
and broke bread with the macabre,
singing hymns in praise
to the Prince of Darkness.
Then it swam further upon its journey
and saw the cloudy rays of heaven above
through the murky waters,
motioning it to follow heaven’s
pathway for the dawning of the day,
to don its yellow flamboyant costume
and start its journey across the firmament
on a mission of goodwill,
the same as it did the day before.
But what if it never did that again?
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