The first mirror sun
sat like a stone
fixed in the sky
Rising and falling
over the same
horizon
Then the thunder came
archangel electrical
trumpets
underground lightning
Turquoise from Venus
rained
And the blood that came down
still runs through our limbs
and makes our brains shiver
We don't
want
to know
The Sun we now worship
a trauma
Knowledge flies in circles
like bees
The future we chase
the only myth left
to escape
