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Orange sunset

                                   i walk a Desert road, alone.
                            alone  with my thoughts, i pause.
                          i pause  to ponder its Bend.
                                   the moment widens, Orange.

                           Orange  before me, around me.
                        around me  like the first hug of Summer.
                                   Orange is Firsts, electric.

                         electric  brush of an arm, the first.
                        the first  glow of a child’s eyes.
                                   Orange freezes, darkens.

                          darkens  all things real before.
                           before  shadowy strokes and melting Sherbert.
                                   Orange is Courage, untainted.

                        untainted  novelty, young and Free.
                             Free  from inconveniences of real and of rational.
                                   i sit in Orange, holding.

                          holding  a pen, or brush to slice Yearning.
                to slice Yearning  out of its bosom.
                                   Orange opens, Sisyphean.

                        Sisyphean  in worship of before.
                           before  the Bend in the road.
                                   Orange traps me in a Dream.

                            Dream  catcher of memories, forgotten.
                        forgotten  by the shadows moored in time.
                                   Orange won’t allow me.

                         allow me  back to the stretch before.
                           before  eternity shatters.
                                   i turn the bend. the Sun sets. Nothing.

                          nothing  frolic or fortunate left.
                             left  to share a Sophism of finality.