Day Old Wax
Our sun
has a quirky little attitude
it says keep your distance
and I'll keep mine
I promise to keep you warm
but I'll trash that pretty blue eye
one day
our beloved sun will burn out
like a heroin dipped rock star,
or
birthday candle ignored
the earth will grow cold
as day old wax
and life will be no more
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2019
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