Sunshine

Not yet Charred…
yet…
roasted…
& SHREDDED…
from the inside…
patient…
& waiting…
watching…
for your vessel…
of anger…
is slowly…
revealed…
as you lacerate…
those around you…
Relentlessly…
as these masks…
ALL our masks…
are stripped…
from our faces…
and burned…
by the Sun.


jason cesarz

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poems, self expression, pain of loss

Comments

  • MrsT
    MrsTalmost 3 years ago

    very true, I love the sun, and its no way extreme as yours there, but, I would not be stupi enough to sit in it directly like some, we dont see the sun too often so people go a bit mad, rubbing oil on..slowly cooking themselves…fantastic verse,,, goosepimples have taken over…:) smiles

  • jason cesarz
    jason cesarzalmost 3 years ago

    noyou…have taken over…smiles grrl…even in these times of fyre…stay cool…
    yesyou