I pressed my ear to the pane—
A muffled roar; passerby car,
Pedestrians- silent as mice
Stroll from afar.
From my slitted curtains,
Flashing lights flash,
Loaded trucks unload.
A distant drone hums—
I imagine the sharp exhaust.
Respiring engines cough
Round the edged street.
Silence is loud
If you truly listen,
It's empty at the top,
Brimming down below.