It's a long way to twilight
With the day refusing to die
The fiercely beating sun digging his heels in,
Dogged in retreat
The stars and the moon bashfully hidden
Behind the veil of his blazing glare
The sky cloudless, no impediment
To the spears of his incandescent beams
The road, barren, tree-less
Only the shrubbery of razor-sharp pebbles underfoot
Kin to the cacti
Without even the saving grace
Of their greenness
It's a long way to twilight
And the day refuses to die...