“Sunsets in the desert seem like they’ll never end, until suddenly, before you know it, they’re done. It’s like someone just turned out the lights.”
- Roberto Bolaño, 2666
The year of our love
Was death throws
Of daylight
Blood rim of world
And West
Scrub brush
And dune
Turning tar pitch
Skyline
Star litter
A nightly demise
Of dusk
Over desert
It was beautiful
It was eternities
It lingered
Seemed impossible
It could ever burn out
And then it did
- Roberto Bolaño, 2666
The year of our love
Was death throws
Of daylight
Blood rim of world
And West
Scrub brush
And dune
Turning tar pitch
Skyline
Star litter
A nightly demise
Of dusk
Over desert
It was beautiful
It was eternities
It lingered
Seemed impossible
It could ever burn out
And then it did