Listen

i close my eyes

the sounds:

the buzz of a nearby streetlamp

an ambulence calling like a wolf in the distance

a car's growing "whish" as it passes in the street puddles, leftover from the evening rain

my breath--scattered and inconsistent--shivering at the cold

the cold shivering back

my heartbeat.

audible? no.

but my ears knew it was there

i open my eyes and heard nothing.

the light has flickered off

the ambulence found a home in the horizon

the car is gone

my breath is a memory

and the beat of my heart fell silent to my vision

these eyes know nothing