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.