The stillness of the night street
Even for a few minutes is startling
As we are so used to seeing it move
All through the day as if it were alive
It now looks like a painting we can
No more enter having stumbled out of
Where have all the dogs disappeared to
They would have kept the noise going
Linking the neighbourhood with their
Relay barking trailing the stragglers
We cannot be quiet with ourselves
Without drowning the disquiet of the mind
With a book or music or film or YouTube
Where new realities are made and unmade
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