Gold medal day

The sun is gold like the,
like the,
like the,
god damn sun.

Let’s be honest nothing is more “sunny” than the sun.
No need to banter,
To obfuscate trying to breed understanding.
Today is golden and will not stay,
just enjoy the bounty of dopamine.

So I say while the clouds in my mind are parted,
no hours or minutes to while away.
I have a task and will stay on hand: joy.

Enjoy yourself or don’t,
that choice is not mine.
What belongs to me are these words,
these ideas, that humanity is improbable,
that kindness is a selfishness I should enjoy.
Sharing something of myself in return.

Taking to heart the boon of companionship,
and risking the same arrows of the sun,
that felled Icarus back to cold reality.
Is life more or less?

With all sincerity,
Blah.
Blah blah.
The sun is golden and the air mild.

Today is a good day to write,
whatever it is I like.
If that bothers anyone, well,
they can ignore me and stare at the sun.

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