White Sun


More ancient than the pursed

lips of the silent great-x-grandmother, rusting in the thrown corner,

The crocodile, unembroidered and unabashed

battles and wins forward along the dust

of shore,

Blinks away the black volcanic bile

after the first world eclipses fire,

Smiles death in moss-scribbled

teeth that fear no thick skin

nor kicking keratin but plunge forward and forward, breaking necks

of years, 130 million

muscles broken and rewound, knotted stronger and bronzer against

130 million assailants and only one

has been able to make the crocodile falter

at the skeletal digits of a white and distant sun.


Image credits in order of appearance:

By No machine-readable author provided. Arpingstone assumed (based on copyright claims). – No machine-readable source provided. Own work assumed (based on copyright claims)., Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=608365

CC BY-SA 3.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=529796


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