FREEWRITE: An Impact
There-
beyond the gravel mound
An impact!
Horns blaring against one another
I look for
listen for other things
as the cars pick up
and move on
those I cannot see
and those that I can
The birds(
which I will eventually watch
and eventually name
)have casual conversations
Not the same urgency
of this morning
Like the quiet in the room
when the baby has come
and everyone has finally left
and youre alone-
with it’s squawking.