Sun hits horizon
Velvet hits stage
Actors retreat
to distant greenroom
Sat in empty theatre
we await unwritten acts
Muted, numb
World spins beneath
oblivious passengers
Point to point
Vantage vanishing
Our turn approaches
Audience files in
Cut to final scene
Sorrowful, serene
Sadness burnt in
fire’s falling curtain
Bathed now in bliss
we become the sunset
(Artwork: Facedown by Josefus Haze)
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