can we say: ouch. OUCH. O.o like, it's soft, at first, and smoothe, like the flat of a blade, away from the edges, until you prick your finger and realize you nearly lost one. gashing.

striking and succinct... brilliantly well done.

ooo... excellent imagery... biting... you rock... blessings :)

Hmmm... your poem reflects the dark side of "light" and puts a human twist on the reality of physics you describe. A small and powerful burst of energy is your poem.

That blasted sun. Too often it is seen as a warm fuzzy. Great to see it described as a consumer that fades vitality! Great read.

quite the bite to this. And wrinkles her skin too, causing early aging? Strong work.