Night is voiceless.
There is only this ringing
Because I plug my ears
To bar the sounds
To sleep.
I am supposed to say
That there are many voices
Within the voiceless night.
I am supposed to reference the cars’
Solitary circuit,
The onomatopoeia of the floor --
But I will say nothing
Because the night is voiceless
And I too am her denizen.
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