I think that bird,
Or squirrel,
Or mutant animal
Is driving me mad.
Disrupting the night.
The whispering breeze
through the branches and
between the houses.
You could hear it circle,
if it weren’t for that
incessant chattering.
Overpowering
the crickets’ serenade
of chopsticks,
stuck on one note.
Interrupting
the familiar hum
of a distant train
riding the rails.
Shush already,
Please!
I just want
serenity back.
6/29/15
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