Night headphones

I will plug in my headphones

To bury sound in my ear and at nights peak

Unplug them from each audible crevice to have echoes ring around each eat

No cries for why not this

No chants for quicker that

An echo of silence peace trickles down my spine to my waist out to ach arm and down it goes

Then thoughts are the music in my ears playing drums loudly

An orchestra of instruments presents their arrival

I cry in their sounding off one by one

Even while rage fills my mind with pain and sadness

I rejoice

I cry when I dream of future love

When she waits for me at terminal c when I shall return to her embrace

I scream with laughter and smile with endless happiness

I cry for weed’s ecstasy altered consciousness and the flutter of this pen

I howl

Yet my headphones are still in and the babies are crying for more of this and more of that

Why so slow and not so fast