crepuscular
the sun sets in purple yellow cloud bruise
above a contrail cuts a fresh scar
below the backlit trees grow vague
clouds blacken against the ashen horizon
the evening star rides the rising wind
a porchlight palpitates through branches
above a contrail cuts a fresh scar
below the backlit trees grow vague
clouds blacken against the ashen horizon
the evening star rides the rising wind
a porchlight palpitates through branches
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