Fay Slimm.

Decisive.

 

 

Decisive.

 

Dark fast errupts with decisive lust,
locks in horizon bound
between banks of cloud.
and blocks all fight of deceasing sun.

 

Dusk tightly enfolds twilight\'s hold,
attacks needed sight
of homeing bird flight
by wrapping land\'s shadows in gold.

 

Night stridently creeps then strikes,
cuts late shine from gentle
evening\'s nocturnal edge
and shuts in blackening ebony-ties.