Sociosunshine【POETRY】
Sociosunshine People without faces, They walk under the white light, The white sun melting out the contours. Spill it away, viscous liquid of dark, To shine on every Person with a melted face And shine their light away. Countless carcass Filled with black hole soul Walks along the streets Under the white sun, Ignorant to their dripping wax. They don't need to know. The white light of observation From the eyes of the metrically holy Needs no faces in its never-ending races To scramble on top of the bodies, its bodies of dozen As if they themselves are not among the flesh. They are the white sun and have to light it first Lest their voices fall from Babel And lie with the bodies strewn upon the gravel.