As The Sun Sets
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Poem: as the sun sets, the mourners, hoarse,...
as the sun sets
the mourners, hoarse,
turn back from the grave.
as the sun sets
the doors close,
burglar grilles roll down.
as the sun sets
the astronomers eat breakfast,
set off, start work.
--Keith Gottschalk