Sun Sets: Night usurping day, Taking its place, After a long day. A Glorious change Of pace and visual space.
Sun Rises: The blinding of Night by Day, Razing it from outer space In a multi-hued disgrace With baby sunrays Cresting at a half-day blaze.
The both, the two: Angry interchanges At 12-hour exchanges Are how I view the once-captivating embrace Now contemptuously faced Between the lovers, Night and Day.
To conclude: I’m led to conclude And I’m led to allude To a chilling interlude, A monochromatic perfume Between the once-kissing two.
Or at least and last I do tonight, Don’t care if wrong or right. Or is it a “brand new day?”
Damn, it’s such a waste! This ungloried miss of fate To gaze upon the Majestic Masquerading as mundane Twice-a-colloquial “day” Inter-Galaxial exchange As the earth’s axles are replaced.