I haven’t seen a touching sunset in some time
Though today’s lack of sunset touched me in a way
Prepared to go on strike until the sun comes back
Dark at 6:30
Preposterous
I miss watching you languish and orange in the evenings
Winter sunsets are short
Boom darkness
Kind of like the sun is in a rush
Or is it the Earth?
Trying to figure out why the sun moves North as we tilt back
That it’s dark is not in question
I miss sunsets
Immediately like they were here mere weeks ago
But the long hard crawl to Spring
Lady Winter had better keep me entertained
I’m not certain what I’m striking,
But I’m going on strike until the sun comes back
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