homeward (quieted hearts)
* night serves its patina'd noir platter with a side of mist - chilled - in a forshadowy broth;
amber streetlights taunt midnight blue skies into a revelation, a trite tableau, uncovered for this onlooker’s very own eyes.
at this time of hollowed hearing, each evening’s discrete event solos a sonic imprint of its persona in a shade, a tinge, a quirk of soul, if you will: a tire skid on graveled pavement under construction nearby brays brusque & insistently;
the doppler effect of a freight train’s whistle doles in a reticence - wistful, but compelled.
the massive multi-engine roar of a Southwest jet, headed for Midway airport chuffs haughtily & confident thru crisp cirrus’d night air;
the cool, damp maple leaf crunch underfoot, insouciant & unavoidable in its musky mink of multi-amber, muffle the parsed pulses of hearts a tad too quieted; meeting, pondering reveries in parallel, purposefully walking - homeward.
* 11/15 - 2/25 - lebuc - homeward (quieted hearts)

















