windows open and I almost regret
fireworks pop pop popping
early as it’s mid June
voices, sirens, doors open and close and why is everyone so loud
a breeze occasionally blows in but I’m not sure it’s enough
I tell myself I will soon close the windows
subdue the world and its clanging
rest does not come without silence
not to me and the loudness ensues
       more than just tonight
       everything arises, in an off key harmony
       weeks and weeks on top of days
       when will chaos end