Lept into the sun today, didn't burn, there was no pain
thought it might be rain, thought there was no pain
then it hit all that pain, gently first then like fire it rolled around
burns and turns it would bound
taken is my body now, why did I jump inbound
the sun will take me, the sun will praise, it was a foolish day
a foolish way
The Not Yet Dead Poets' (and Writers') Society
