the sun child
Horses carrying coaches full of couch potatoes and some painted
vegetables. It begins to fall diamonds from cloudy ducts in the moon’s face.
And then the sun’s child jumps and drops at the speed of lightning,
speeding towards the brown ground. He knows it comes slow, so he laughs
and lights a cigar bigger than his right arm. The cherry burns red right
through, he pulls fast and covers lands with wheezing mist. Galloping
viciously through the steam bursts a mighty steed. It stops and upon him
lands a man, who smiles. His brain went missing in a freak show carnival.
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