night closes in, windows and doors,
closed against the din, dog on all fours,
head on the ground.

seems peaceful, no?

heart beats slowing, mind going, non-stop
like the traffic mowing down plastic bags
blowing and tumbling in the street.

so much unrest, does it show?

not alone but lonely, only words and sounds,
a dog we will call a hound,  misery found
misery loves company.

so ...when are you dropping by?

Feel I need some company, maybe
all that is needed is music, maybe
sounds to lift what lays about

                                                             ....we can do nachos?

this place, rolling under furniture,
dark and ***** dust bunnies
dance for entertainment purposes,

need the address?