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