morning flirts with dusk as it creeps
above the horizon, washing its hands
in the noonday sun befroe resting
itself in an afternnon rocker on the
sundown porch of the day's end...
the evening breathes in life to a tired
generation that has lived its life in
the shadows of the previous one...
sleepless and pathetic they roam the
streets like night vultures looking
for their mistresses who feld years
ago due to lack of ambition... rats
scurry across the faces of the streets,
looking for late arrivals who left
without any personal belongings,
hoping to be invited to a late meal...
darkness surrounds itself and the
moon hide in between its layers...
darkeness descend decadently as it
lures innocence into its early morning
hours before the sun has awakened.
May 6, 2023
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