non-silence

it is past midnight.

a kid roller-skates on the concrete flag(stones) down under my window.

the trees listen tot he syncopated, jagged noises, and keep on being green.

some russians abuse some others, and there is a girl who shouts nonsense to too much drink.

the common gulls laugh eerily in their nightmares.

don’t some of us, listeners, have to sleep?

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