1000 Suns Poem by Nicolas 'Kokonutz' Kokonas

Lying in a pool of mud
Beneath a thousand suns
The buzz is constant.

Hear?

They are playing a melodic lullaby too
woo us weary to sleep.
The sky juggernauts aren’t even angry.
So we lay to rest.

Hear?

They laugh while floating by
Then Thor cracks a wicked scowl and rolls from behind the hills
and makes a complementary rhythm to the buzzing bees

Plitter…Platter….Plitter…Platter

A rejuvenating smile and a deeeeep relaxing sigh…
Cause underneath these thousand suns
We can’t be angry at the sky