Song of The Night

the thunderclaps in the night purple dust clouds the light. dogs on fences howl at moon shadows on the floors of rooms. crickets in the burnt grass call cold rain falls on houses tall. purple dust clouds the light strong winds, a cold backbite. the cats in an alley eat a fish golden moon dangles like a dish. whistlers banging windowpanes brown rainwater in storm drains. shadows on the floors of rooms whispered voices softly croon. a child falls into a deep sleep after counting leaping sheep. a music box plays it's chords creaking in the old floorboards. cold rain falls on houses tall above, a golden nugget meatball. crows in the field circle around beaks pick seed up off the ground. people shutting off streetlights families settling in for the night.