On Broadway

sun

the sun does no good work
it shines from an indifferent sky
it boils in a fusion of conceit
and eats itself in cosmic cunnilingus
like many another indolent star
it will come to no good end

—Don Whittington

Arbuckle, Roscoe 'Fatty'_02

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