Taking in the Evening, 1400 E, Salt Lake City, 4 January 2018

I didn’t do it properly. I only stole
A few moments at the window
With the lights still off inside
And watched an egg-and-pearl-light
Afternoon slipping behind the houses
Across the street. A man walked
A pair of large black dogs on leashes
Down the shadowed sidewalk. Nothing
Else moved visibly to my eyes. There,
There was the moment you could almost
Want to last forever, knowing it was boring,
Knowing you could never bear it, but
Wishing that you could because it was
So quiet and uncluttered, the afternoon
Dimming, the great black dogs trotting
Peacefully on their tethers, the inside
Of the house dimming as well but warm,
Warm enough, the bare trees barely
Stirring at even the tiniest tip of twig.