rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

The Hour Before Dawn

In the hour before dawn, a dog barks.
In the hour before dawn, a door closes.
In the hour before dawn, headlights flash out from a distant mountain road.
In the hour before dawn, a cat prowls.
In the hour before dawn, a jet flies north in silence, its lights blinking.
In the hour before dawn, something rustles in the bushes.
In the hour before dawn, the whine of a logging truck heading down the mountain carries a mile or more.
In the hour before dawn, the single streetlight on the next street shines on the empty grey pavement.
In the hour before dawn, someone turns in their sleep and sighs.
In the hour before dawn, the light of the westering moon reflects from the insulators on the utility poles and from the wind turbine slowly turning on the roof of the house across the street with a wink, wink, wink.
In the hour before dawn, the sky fades from darknes to deep blue.
In the hour before dawn, the silence of my room is broken by the clicking of my keyboard.
In the hour before dawn, I will at last go to sleep.
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