Sun Drunk

Sun Drunk Sun drinks the oceans up one drop at a time Given one bright eye by nature at its birth Not to think of sin or crime but to drink in life Perform ordinary functions in its light of day Burning in the sky to make things work It needs no water but still evaporates The moon has some complicity in these matters Watches from a distance with its one cold eye Peering through the darkness under cover In night, with gravity, oceans move in waves Are calmly made Oceans crave attention Under moon glows protection Nothing can save them from the sun Sooner or later it comes up again to drink Every drop until it’s drunk and done