Friday, December 22, 2006
The Sun Ii Comments
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scauleded by the burning light of the sun,
covering charred pupils with my hands,
the flesh has disintegrated and now melted,
falls dripping in a puddle on the tile floor.
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7/25/2025 12:33:32 AM # 1.0.0
i love these lines meghan, covering charred pupils with my hands, the flesh has disintegrated and now melted, falls dripping in a puddle on the tile floor. however on the whole i think the poem is about environmental protection.