The last moments of dusk,
final glimpse of the light
when all lights come to shine
and the world is so
(three dimensionally)
bright

Through this smudged, ***** pane
at the world out, I creep,
with its citrusy lamps
and its teal coloured sleep
and my mind is so dulled
and my body a-flight

I remember again,
soft, sweet dark of the night.