outstretched arms envelop the remains
of the day like an old lover tries to hold
onto the exuberance of youth only to
find that youth has vanished... but the
night has different plans and soon day's
light has disappeared into the hearts of
all the black demons unleashed at dusk;
a curtain lowers to the floor of the stage
cutting off the actors from the audience
as a blanket of darkness covers the land
unable to contain all the light as the stars
begin to illuminate the heavens and the
moon shows a crescent smile as it watches
for flying saucers that are more visible
than the tails of shooting stars... we sit
on the clouds, gazing down at the hidden
land and all its inhabitants that do not
suspect the visitors have arrived and
would not really care if they knew since
strangers bother them not in the least.
21 July 2022
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