A cosmic strip of light darts across the horizon.
Insects who dominate the night noise
become second to the awakening of the birds
and the hiss of sprinklers that penetrate up from the ground
filling the air with cut-up harmony.
On the cool concrete, streetlights blink - red and yellow -
like synchronized metronomes.
Cars pull away from allied packs
creeping onto poorly lit side streets;
their weary drivers, entranced by hypnotizing lights,
broken white lines, try to navigate home.
Insects who dominate the night noise
become second to the awakening of the birds
and the hiss of sprinklers that penetrate up from the ground
filling the air with cut-up harmony.
On the cool concrete, streetlights blink - red and yellow -
like synchronized metronomes.
Cars pull away from allied packs
creeping onto poorly lit side streets;
their weary drivers, entranced by hypnotizing lights,
broken white lines, try to navigate home.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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