The poetic city: “At the end of the day 5/17/20”


The end of a day is the beginning of a new night. (Photo: Wiki)

At the end of the day   5/17/20
The pittance of gratitude 
is such a damn shame
but may be the prelude 
to a thing with no name. 
Outside the prison
of this time and space
I see all things happening 
at their own pace 
Then stepping back into 
the landscape I tread
I find myself embracing 
the all that I dread 
And seeing the paradigm 
to which I fell prey
I now eagerly await
the very next day.


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