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sun worship

 

the sun will bless me even if I curse myself

even if I willfully wreck the carefully wrought

though I hiss snide asides, smirk, all smugness

will light my deepening pit to very dregs

give darkest pitch a blaze, a dual fair face

will circle again although I turn my back

although I evade its gaze in lidded dark

in inward sullenness, refusing to forgive

it seeks to gentle, through touch alone allay

I understand the ancients, hewing dolmens

offering blood at solstice, a lure for hap

followers of the one eye that never scorns




Devon Balwit