12/13/16, Twilight
Cotton candy tufts of pink melting to orange,
Fading to nothing,
Along the lines of building tops, parallel to the land and trees and vehicle hoods.
Midnight blue, velvet asphalt reveals pockmarks—manholes and bumps.
The night arrives.
Indeed, the color overhead has shifted now, evading my hungry gaze.
“Remember the moon,” she told me.
I do remember, I do.
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