Sunset Over Yellow Tenements
The hours fade away
Like old men at evening
Wearied of the day
As their lives drift by,
Like the slow /swift sailing
Of clouds in a margarine sky
And fall in flakes as the pendulums sway
To those man-imagined measures of decay.
Copyright © Barry Freeman | Year Posted 2021
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