Hail To Thee Bright Star.

Hail to thee bright star!
I kneel in your presence
I lie in your warmth
I spread myself to your splendour
I spread lotion to your might
Don dark glasses to your brilliance
Soak up all that you pour
Tone to your benevolence
Turn golden and bronzed

Rise red, and purple
Peel in your anger
Scatter skin where I walk
Beg mercy from pain
Curse wife for lack of sympathy
Scream at kids for touching me
Beg God to show mercy
Blame Him for having no limiter on the sun
Inform the family we're going to Blackpool next year
To rain-bathe.

Reviews

[W. Barrett Munn]

Excellent juxtaposition of stanzas. Toward the end of the first I began to suspect the excess and you did not disappoint.
W.