Sirens of a Summer Night

horizon edges the day and night melded together and followed by stars chased sunsets in her hazel eyes only known as someone to despise streetlights planted in pavement gold orange halos upon where there are footsteps color of dark seeps into their homes as branches scratch their vinyl and painted wood flowers bursting are now shut tight liked locked doors in summer shadows echoing roar of train, and then hum, cradles the distance from domed sky green clothed trees, nodding in the wind are carved ancient silhouettes moisture like dewdrops suspended in air dampen skin, tender and weak- shouts shatter the nighttime earth, erupting clouds mask the moon, waxing starlight brightens in between such mountainous disarray of silver glaring silence of human voices hush, coos the songs of night- everything returns to what was as we are reinvented, of what was not right