“that sound
did you hear it?”
I had heard
a truck passing
on the freeway
a hubcap clatter
a cat squall
a branch knock
against the window
and footsteps
on the sidewalk
across the street
“yes” I said
“that’s the second
time tonight”
she said “what
should we do”
“nothing,” I hoped
“sleep,” I hoped
what foolishness
hope is
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