The Sun

Did not set on time

Suspended, wavering

Over a horizon holding

Light's last breath

While shadows lurk

Cornering dusk's light

Whisper louder, stealing

Light's embrace

While wolves wait

Ready to prey

Under a blue moon's

Shrinking hold

Perceptions slipping away

Deceiving illusions trust

Howling winds enter in

The night's crypt.

Edwin James

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