Sounds Like

Last night at 11:00 they started jackhammering in the street below us.

This morning at 6:00 car horns were already honking.

Sounds of the city, not even sifted through trees, permeate the apartment through the open windows.

And with every heavy truck that rumbles past, I smile.

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One response to “Sounds Like

  1. Ah, but do [the sounds of the city] settle like dust on the shoulders of the (old*) friends?

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