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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