No one is here

Lonely_Night_by_DehCavalieri (1)

No one is here.

 

Rain falls

On the tile roofs

Of lonely nights.

 

An old owl hoots,

The sound echoes

Through the silent streets.

 

At this ungodly hour

Wet voices meet,

Rain soaked and puffed.

 

I sleep in my small

Suburban room.

 

The rush of the downpour—

Voices and their wasted alchemy—

Poises an equilibrium against

A floating stillness.

 

Shadows mingle.

 

This concrete city sleeps

In a Lethean stupor.

 

No one is here.

 

Rain falls.

 

An old owl hoots,

The sound echoes

Through the silent streets.

 

 

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