UNUSED NIGHT

i am calm in a cloud of an unused night

i saw the dusk turn the streets monochrome and orange
i saw the moon light the foxes slender and strolling
and
i
saw
the solid doom of dark before the creeping lid of dawn

soon people will come
in cars and with dogs and rubbing the sleep from their eyes
talking with loud morning voices
bright and busy and ignorant of the still stages of night

i am calm in a cloud of an unused night
but
this white racket will soon expose and tire me
and wear me thin
thru
the
long
day