End of Year

Every night
as the sun sets
on me
and so much ends
I always pause
in the neither here
nor there
in the final pale orange
sky and the
deepening graduated
blue and that
one silver planet

to think of this

the day's review
all I spent
and what I got
the exchange and how everything
becomes shortened
and moves into
the space
just paused between
inhale
and exhale

all the sweetness
all the heartbreaking sweetness
of the inbetween.