A Truer Sunset
written by: John Grey
Tonight, we watch the sunset
from the back porch.
This is better than a job.
I would call in sick for this any night.
I would even get sick
if I could always be here
when the rooftops glow rust,
street lamps flicker on,
and everything’s infused
with strange, translucent, light.
I could sit here and not worry
about work or money or in-laws.
Night would never close in.
Day would never return.
It would only ever be now.
You bring out the wine,
pour it into two slim glasses.
We sip but the shadows lengthen.
John Grey is an Australian poet, US resident, recently published in Soundings East, Dalhousie Review and Connecticut River Review. Latest book, “Leaves On Pages” is available through Amazon.
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