In a fleet they fall up the
street towards me: yellow
I swear they pour down in
formation. Flying-V, wedge,
some diamond shape. I don’t
3 am can’t be more calm than
this, can it? I ask too many
I can bounce the light from
the cabs off my eye and project
it to create an image.
Hundreds of rooms are still lit.
In the projects, and also further
downtown, and in closer buildings.
They may still be awake like me.