Sunrise

Great blinding ball
buttery yellow
liquid gold
low, low, balling through rooftops
to crack the curtains
like nuclear fission
years since I’ve
seen this ball of
buttery gold liquid yellow
so immediately after
its painless morning birth
shut-lidded, pillow-stuffed
I do not see at this time
I am a dream at this time
this painless morning birth time
but cocaine-fueled
I am alive at this time
organs sizzling
like nuclear fusion
I see the low, blinding balling
the rooftops aflame
this curtain-cracking ball of
buttery liquid
yellow gold
screaming its birth cry silently
into the pinking sky

~ by kingzoko on July 17, 2011.

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