The Night Isn't Silent | Mary Bone - Dive into the Depths of Contemporary Voices

The Night Isn’t Silent | Mary Bone

The night isn’t silent
there are screeches all around.
Bugs are zapping,
wings are flapping
something is crawling
on the ground.
I hear the barking of a hound.
Enough of this hodgepodge.
I am getting the heck out of Dodge.

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