Sky High Silence

I hear no ambulances at night Secure sleep brings wishes accepted When the sirens are whinging Sanity slightly, briefly unhinging Silence bulges with restful respite Rural city living, sanctity protected Chatter, coo, call of bird community Bud eardrum with broken two way tune Tickle of pigeon scale evocative Constant chirps mosaic cooperative Chime in with flight twit sweet carefree Siren counterpart halts song, confuses I hear no ambulances at night Tells me that little city sleeps as one Metropolis echoes layered havoc Rising pitch navigates dense traffic Granted nestled peace, place polite Midnight rest farewells sirens sung Comfort gained without the wonder Will the police chase end in tragedy? Whinging sore implore of sirens Gradual damagable sanity expiring Are you able to roughly number Amount of sirens you heard today?