eosophobia

it’s not civil

it’s not astronomical

it’s the middle

dusk settles

on occasion

green flash

the sun goes down

and I am fine with that

I don’t fear you

I don’t fear the playa

I don't fear burning man

I fear the dawn

at twelve degrees

adaptation head pains

twilight widening pupils

leave dreams behind

just enough 

to make objects 

distinguishable

just below the horizon… 

ellipsis on the devil seam

deep blue-grey pitch 

it’s burning up

it’s coming up

summing up

it’s not golden

it’s not magic

it’s not dusk’s blue hour

it steals the stars

it’s diabolical

I don't fear the sun

I don't fear the rise

I don't fear you

I fear the dawn 

at nautical…