Sun set in on my window
As my moon glows inside in this hallowed halls of my mind.
A day await for minute of momentarily happiness.
Midday comes and half my mind is filling
With nothing but idleness.
Dusk settles as twilight comes to fold in with the fog.
Night is my dinner
As the eve goes minutes to midnight.
Dawn awaits and the cycle will be complete and a full rotation
Will be at last turned and rolled away by Sissyphus himself.