Sunsets
His eyes took in the colours before him,
the red sheen melting into pillow white
and the way that the green had changed slightly.
It made him wonder what else had changed here.
This had all been brought about on a whim
and now it was like any other night.
Meet. Drink. Talk. The same formula that he
masks by meeting, drinking and talking here.
Distinctly separate, his thoughts would trim
away earlier moments of delight
leaving him an image that he would see
attached to this feeling. This image here.
Within this image was no silver lining,
simply another reason for leaving.
the red sheen melting into pillow white
and the way that the green had changed slightly.
It made him wonder what else had changed here.
This had all been brought about on a whim
and now it was like any other night.
Meet. Drink. Talk. The same formula that he
masks by meeting, drinking and talking here.
Distinctly separate, his thoughts would trim
away earlier moments of delight
leaving him an image that he would see
attached to this feeling. This image here.
Within this image was no silver lining,
simply another reason for leaving.