jon spent friendless years without any sun
friendless because he was hated for it
the sky would cloud up every time
he stepped outside the door
he could only appreciate it
from the window
what could he say?
this developed into
a reputation
to deal with the guilt
one day he went out
and sat down in the rain
he became a determined yogi
it poured and poured but finally
for the first time ever
the sun came out
and shone bright down on him
like through church windows
he wasn’t happy with this
the sun, however, was always happy
satisfied enough not to reply
-why have you hidden from me my whole life?
-out of all the people?
-what have I done?
-what is wrong with me?
-why me?
nothing
for hours he sat like this
in the dried up grass
meditating
eyes wide open
starring into the sun
until his sight became blurry
until it again became clear
and more clear
clearer still
until sight was repaired and reached
immortal perfection
jon was not a delinquent after all
in fact he had the sun
coming out of his eye sockets
whenever he wanted
he could put the rain out by moving
the clouds just with his thoughts
at night he could go outside
and light everything up
and life would have justice
he sat out there one evening
in the dry grass
the sun said to him
-what the hell is wrong?
-where did everyone go?
-I can’t see a thing.
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