i want to swallow the sun
incubate its passion
in my belly
in my heart
i want its fire
to be my fire
i want the sun to burn me
to ashes
to dust
i must be transformed
from form
to essence
the presence of the sun
must inhabit my being
i need to swallow this fury
and bury its fire under the moon
let the sea quench my thirst
let the seaweed be my perfume
point this passion
at the most distant star
and let it light the darkness
so i may cast my shadow
let me cast a sculpture of moonlight
and fire it with the sun's fury
i want to swallow the sun
and spew forth radiant wings
dragons with wings
winged thoughts
feathered prayers
returning to this temple of ash
to feather this naked bird
this empty dust of me
i must
swallow the sun
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