raw dust wafting on the facade,
my photo obscured in her locket,
and the old song sobbing aura,
the hatred swear is like an aurora.

the crowds engaged yesterday,
can't heed their handprints today,
but the foyer chandelier still flaring,
like my embrace of herm and firm.

days lapsed, tales leans to trend,
like the crumbling cold coffee
on the table of the window-side.
no one going to gawk at me,
the days will die, the lies get cold,
everyone's chapter gets old.

one day,
you become evanescence,
due to unstable fluorescence,
by the inconstant people's perception.

~~~~~~~🖤~~~~~~~

"Our worth is evanescence,
It'll fade by fluorescence
of inconstant people"

evanescence - soon passing out of sight.

© Kevin Anthony

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