To love nothing

[heslopian]

After work, he always sits
By his kitchen window.

It’s winter. The sun
Sinks into a hammock
Of oaks and rusted fire; Love this metaphor.
Nails of light cling to clouds I would put a "the" before "clouds."
As if trying to escape quicksand- This simile seems like overkill. Would the verse be more concise without it?
Only to resign, and suffocate. I like the placing of the comma here.

To him, it’s satisfaction.

Minutes later, blackness.
Below, streetlights direct ghosts- I would have put a "the" instead of a comma, thought that's just a personal thing.
Their green-yellow-reds
Now meaningless; the language
Of a vanished race. Outstanding line. "The Language of a Vanished Race" should be the title, I feel.

He looks upward; the moon
Is like a broken monocle Could this line work without the "like." I'm often susceptible to this, so forgive the hypocrisy of my criticism
Glowing with sagacious light, Thank you for teaching me a new word! I think I may have heard it at some point, but had long since forgotten what it meant. Good old dictionary.com!
Comprehending all- Is this dash needed?
And nurturing nothing

He loves nothing; inhabits it
The way a rattlesnake
Cools beneath stone. Good simile.
Sometimes, he lays in bed; Is the comma needed? Also, I think a comma would work after "bed" more so than a semi colon.
Pretends he is ascending
Floating higher and higher
Until he becomes a star-
Invisible to even God. Fantastic last line. Provides perfect closure.

I like this piece a lot. It's dark and intense yet never po-faced, and with a wee bit of editing could be nearly perfect. Kudos