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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?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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