The Ravenous Things

Van Gogh lied.
He never painted
the sunflowers
as he last saw them,
honestly,   looking up
from underneath,
down on the earth,
bullet in his chest,
within shadows they cast
in their pointless
multitudes, as they tossed
their heads in blue
above, greedy
to eat as much
of the sun
as they selfishly
could.

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