Of Others
when the sun ceases to be sun
becomes some deepening shadow of others
when it burns coldly indifferent when
cold enters the brittle bones soul of another
it's stumbling aching body fails slips into sweet oblivion
when the searching eye wanders out of sight
never returning home
when the pain unending leaves like
the dying promises of what love forlorn knows
not even memories remain
and when the road abruptly ends and
footprints in sand mud fade
shouts of faint truths sound louder
now demons gather round
drowning sparks of
the last of days applauding
cheering in
their own
demise
JP Pestana
Of Others
12.28.21
