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The Thief in the Night

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.


the crickets’ serenade

of chopsticks,

stuck on one note.


the familiar hum 

of a distant train

riding the rails.

Shush already,


I just want 

serenity back. 



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