Sunday, April 6, 2014


Running water
a treadmill
(do these people ever sleep)
that electric guitar again
(though rock is all right)
washing machines
(electricity is cheaper after midnight)
creaking floorboards
a single bird
then, the dogs
the elevator
running water, again
muffled conversations
is that the hour already
this night is ridiculously short
doors banging
car engines
a single vacuum cleaner
and the sounds of hatred
right above my head.

It's NaPoWriMo Day 6. Instead of following the prompt and writing what I can see, I focused on what I can hear during a sleepless night. The Day 6 PAD prompt was to write a night poem, so I combined the two. 

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