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Halcyon Days Undone

Idyllic skies color themselves in abstractly ordered hues,
poignant castings across ungraspable reaches,
to farther-offs never to be reached
to gossamery shimmers of ambivalence across dead dusty summer rays:

Late early evening speeds up;

bygones come spooling out -
distant fields of view prettier from farther away.

But, we find, we can’t stop this hasty world;
we can't bother our hasty selves with slowing down,

and the sun gets paler, gets dimmer,
           more distance,
                    and more sad:

the twilight,
like hazy magic,
as nebulous dreams come out,
and our halcyon days come undone.