Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Night

The sound of Debeck is different than 13th and Hemlock.

I don't hear the rustle of the trees, the sirens, the shuffles of drunk trendy people on their was home. The people next door fighting or people on their patios. My roommates having sex or the creeks of the apartment.

I hear silent noise. Trucks on their way to the highway entrance. Every so often the skytrain rushing past. An apple dropping into my neighbours yard. My other neighbours cat rushing across the street. Even so, my other neighbour practicing his heavy metal music.

I don't know if I like it but one things for sure, I am home.

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