Sitting on The Porch
The fading of the light .
As the power, of the sun.
Diminishes...... for the day.
Washes,...... the landscape .
The slowly ebbing change.
Of which, you're not aware.
Has already,..... happened.
Though you, take no.....notice.
Sitting, in the shadow,
of the night
Demons .......come taunt you.
Eyes,..... once wary.
Now,... like limpid pools,....
of piss.
Hope failing.....
The night, lasts eternal.
Your weariness,..... at an end,
You sigh,.... and life expires.
At the end of the day.
Giajl © Jim Love