This Dreaded Sunset

Here we are,
Under this sunset –
Shining light
On what I am
And who you are.

The star is lulling itself into bed
Over us – the marooneded –
Marooned on the breath of a dying day,
Dipping its plum feet into sheets of maroon,
More colorful than love -More red than my bleeding tongue –
More yellow than the cowardness of my insecurities.

Under this sunset –
My blues have been squeezed from their roots.
Leaving their branches
And trickling down my cheek during my heart’s autumn.

Under this sunset
I am held hostage
This sunset will follow me wherever I go.
Painting its woe in the sky with strokes of melodramatic yawns,
Lingering around like the town drunk.

Under this sunset,
I am vivisected.

Under this sunset
Watching its colors
Making irony from all the pain of today,
Watching the hues strip me of all invulnerability,
I have lost of my cape and cowl.

Here we are
Under this sunset –
Shining light on what I am
And who you are.

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