Nothing Happening Here Tonight

           Nothing happening here tonight.

No creaking boards

of memories,

no siren’s call.

As silence fills the empty well,

I let sleeping

dogs and children

lie, have their dreams.

No tasks, no words, no thoughts, no noise.

Just me, two cats,

a stretch, a yawn,

the dark outside.

                                                            JDG

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