As we lay in bed last night
a low, distant whirr began
only just audible, ominous.
The wind, I thought; but
it sounded unnatural.
Would this be the night
of the invader — human
or extraterrestrial, either way
alien — arriving by stealth;
would this be our death?
“I always think that the best way to know God is to love many things.” ~ Vincent van Gogh
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Nervous nighttime noises!
ReplyDeleteExactly! :-D
ReplyDeleteThe electric toothbrush jarring itself on?
ReplyDeleteHa ha! No, we don't have one. It was really distant; wind or a plane or...?
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