The Sun Screams

The sun screams, insane,
in the ice white sky,
over dead fields,
and mangled trees.

"Where is he?"
Says the old woman there,
bent like a potato,
mouth leaking blood.
"Where?"

His eyes are wide in a permanent stare.
He lives only in dreams,
as the sun screams.

© Mark Sheeky. Permission is required for reproduction.