All this noise below us
All this noise below us
And all this sky watchingThe bottles broken and
The police car flashing and
The ambulance weepingAmid the blurry outline of
What we do in the dark
The neoned
The shadowedAll this noise
Down hereAnd above the Moon
Without judgment
Above the sea clouds
Without scheduleCoating this muted dome
But only after the bottles break
Only after we reach the bed
With eyes closed for tomorrow
