I was standing by the window
eyes gazing into space
while I watched the moon dance
over the multicolored rooftops.
From a chaotic nothingness
that tomorrow will always be here
I created blind images of you.
Meanwhile, a siren was heard in the distance
scanning the hours in the loneliness
of the night and beating incessantly
against my window.
From a nearby rooftop
the crumbling shadow of a chimney
suddenly came crashing against
an empty space and quickly vanished.