Second Edit: dying thoughts

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Hi Richard. The title is rather sad
and I don't understand it too much.
But then maybe I do. I'm not sure.

dying thoughts

i want to believe                                                             I thought it might be cool to have this worked out as the last line
the sunset is always the same collection of colours         
and cliches
everywhere

but i know this belief is a lie

back home
when i was younger
sunsets were like red traffic lights
holding back long lines
of drunken people
who even after the light changed
were content to wait outside a bar
as part of their search
for cheap love and drinks                                                this stanza seems unnecessary, a closed up, stale thought

years later
far from home
sunsets were like divine permission
to rest:
drinks with the boys
loud music
eventually sleep
then i would report to work
happy
that it paid enough
that i could still go home
to visit

the last sunset i saw
was fiery and cardinal red                                                  cardinal red takes on a strong edge, suggesting outside influences
promising a warmth
i'll never know                                                                   this is where the first line might be nice, hopeful.


I almost like the first and last stanza together.
Best wishes to you, Richard.
I hope your evening is filled with light, joy, and happiness.