A train breaks the quiet
and whistles through my gown.
The neighbor's dog knows
the routine, doesn't bother barking.
The house lies still,
but the distant rumble is hypnotic:
listen, listen, listen.
A cricket upsets a leaf; a bird hesitates,
sings before light. The june bug
tortures the screen and my lashes
sweep the pillow in rhythm
with his sleep who will wake
after it's over,
just as the coffee is poured.
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