Late Afternoon

Melancholy of an Afternoon (1913) by de Chirico

Late afternoon
is the loneliest time
Sun going down, casting
long shadows
Day not yet over but
dying slowly
Commuter train whistles, carrying
moms, dads, lovers 

back home 

Everything partnered up
in late afternoon
Solitude
has no place here
Loneliness must wait 

for the night's embrace.

submitted for dVerse Poets Pub, Open Link Night #4