(August 27th,1979 / India)

Sunny Breakfast

The cold Sun
soaked in thick tears
whimpered in pain,
in the vengeful
red heat
of black space.

To save the sun
from blackening
I bedded it
in a ceramic crater,
sprinkled salt and pepper
and ate it
for breakfast.

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