No smoke or dust descended on my face
From cars which were stuck in their parking space.
I walked down the abandoned avenue
Befriending the quiet night I never knew.
The bats unhooked from the canopy waved,
Rasped, fought and fluttered fully ill-behaved.
Street lamp embraced hard by the bumble bees
With more charge than on dayflowers they squeeze.
The crickets grumbled in the meadows green
As the night frogs encroached and saw their sheen.
I heard the marching paws of a stray dog
Perhaps she was prowling me in the smog.
I freaked out and turned back to my abode,
No lights the windows of apartments showed.
Inside, the tired men slept with their mouths moaned
and not aware that their red noses groaned.
Still yet alive like in the dark outside,
They went on till the sky was yellow-dyed.