
Another day gone,
daylight folds in on itself—
introvert curls up.

Another day gone,
daylight folds in on itself—
introvert curls up.

Single tree stands tall
defying its sunset days
halo around it

Staring out at sea,
leaning on a wooden bench,
counting tiny sails.

As the daylight fades,
eyes of the city twinkle,
fire ball drowns the sky.