Brandon K. Nobles – The Last Sunset

All the states of time we see,
when the last sunlight ends
moments cling to days and blink
the tether left behind.
Elaborate a tapestry,
sewn together scraps of cloth,
interwoven in it’s pattern lost,
no never where, no never there,
the last sunset will fade–
and instead with daylight passed–
relieved of duty by day.

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