At last—
it is evening.
And Cause and Effect,
wearied
from the rat-
race
of counteracting all day, can
finally go strolling
together,
hand-in-hand—agreeably talking
shit
about everything.
Even the splashiest
sunsets
don't impress them—like:
why can't
the dumb
clouds come
in creamy peach colors
all the time?