So sweepingly pink
the sunset over the city
that it pours
into the emptiness—
not to fix it, no,
more as if to show
what a little splendor can do
when given a place
to enter.
So sweepingly pink
the sunset over the city
that it pours
into the emptiness—
not to fix it, no,
more as if to show
what a little splendor can do
when given a place
to enter.