Towards sunset.

I've cracked open a beer
I've put on classical music
I have entered this evening
thoroughly unprepared
outside, noises of various kinds
they'll die down in an hour
the stray cat will run away
to a warmer shelter
I won't see her until next morning
what has really happened to me
why does everything that I write
takes a tragic turn
am I so incapable of writing
anything pleasant.

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