The skyscrapers had turned pink in dusk
The bushes were growing darker
It wasn’t yet the time
For evening lights to make morning of night
Yet to them, I still could not keep to
Jealousy failure helplessness insult
Their bites were love bites, I basked in pain
With no thought, I went on thinking
And Hippos in clouds ignored me, to yawn
They knew I would look
That I wont be able to ignore
I am not sure if the Hippos knew my confusion
They were just bathing in clouds,
I am not sure why the dusk was pink
I was just walking in pain.
The Sky met the Earth at horizon
I never reached it, it was too far for me
We met in vision and subconscious hope
The Hippos hoping to have existence, hoping for identity,
Hoping to be absolute for a moment through me
I was hoping to question mine.
Night is on us now, My walk is no longer now
Time has gone too far, it often goes too far.
Only mortal memories remain – maybe they are looking at forever, maybe at nevermore
Only mortal memories remain.