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