The rest of us lesser
heavenly bodies
have each other:
cratered,
battered,
shadowed...
real and
rounded.

But the Sun's
searching
gold eye
sees only
little flat-lit
full-moon
rubble.
Dead without
shadows.

Five billion years
the Sun peers.
Sun has no peers.
Sun has no tears.

Radiate sorrow!
The sun is alone.

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