Night
And the tiny fan whirrs
night comes
the volume of everything is lowered
in silent moments like these
When the world feels toned-down
I hear footsteps nearby
Conversations and laughter
Lighter clicks and closing car doors
A vehicle in the distance
people still living their lives outside
Not everyone is home
Snug in bed
Waiting for sleep
Tryin to catch dreams
In a reservoir
Entirely inappropriate flooded by thoughts
And memories that night brings
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