Around 3 a.m., stars twinkle
in the last of the heat
rising off the pavements.
Even big dogs have gone to sleep.
The city lifts a little,
expands without weight of people
and machines and all that worry.
You can even hear it breathe.
Around 3 a.m., stars twinkle
in the last of the heat
rising off the pavements.
Even big dogs have gone to sleep.
The city lifts a little,
expands without weight of people
and machines and all that worry.
You can even hear it breathe.