The Western Sky
Gazing into the twilight of the western sky
Wondering how I got here
Brisk fall winds stinging my face, chill my soul…
Falling leaves
Cold ground
Gathering dark…
Black trees melt into failing light
Lost in the veil of night
Howling dog raises the hair on my neck
The harbinger of sleepless nightmares…
Frailty
Sorrow
The weight…
Flashes of insanity
The ache of years
Inhaling regret
Swallowed, by strangeness…
Sullen
Irrelevant
Lost in an empty worn shell…
Copyright © Roy Wilde | Year Posted 2024
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