Friday, August 27, 2010

Sorrow of Light

The burning kiss of God on the forehead of humanity
Can you feel its heat?
Can you smell your skin burning in the furrow of your brow?
The flames of Why climb higher
Splitting the wood of a crackling psyche
Is it yours?

Why melts into my head
Sinking hot and fast to the center
Too bright, too hot
Third eye blinded forever
Like a burnt out star
Or the eye of a killer shark