Plagiarized Sundown

“I am leaving, I am leaving”
– Paul Simon

a portrait of the passion
dunking behind the sun in the evening
a season to remember
when scars were drinking the sky
and tassels wore soft ships
like Poseidon earthquakes
and grants tackled compartments
throw chests and Abraham’s arms
do not sway in such directions
do not creep past the rationed senses