Monsoon Sunset, Shemgang

Sol's gone down, run aground,

Wan glow wanes in westwake;

The duskin' air is moisty.

Soundlessly,

Dip, slide east,

'tis twilight, throat's thirsty.

Jetstream steam, ill at ease,

Ponders precipitations.

The rain drops by without so much

As an 'if you please,'

Or a 'by your leave, ';

No notice of intentions, as such.

Shadows deepen, darkness creeps in,

Domesticity hums.

The Wild Ones range the Great Outdoors.

Mother Earth rolls over,

Disdains companion Moon lover,

Spurns Venus and Mars, etc. & stars.

Insect natter, clawfoot chatter,

Vie for supremacy.

Kingdoms catcall vocally

In mutually impersonal malice

And yet, their silence's twin solace

And their bedlam, harmony.

Yawn! Unwind. Pubcrawl a mile:

Buildup for self prescribed beer.

Shedwards the cattle are bound,

Mudcaked, sunbaked,

Flyscaled, dungtrailed,

Black and white and dappled brown.

Now curtains are drawn and children kept warm

With motherlove and familial affection.

The beer's in my belly,

I'll home dead for bed.

It's evident unsaid:

Nightlife don't live 'ere, I tell ye!