Sleepy City Street

Downtown 2am,
the quiet hush,
on a rainy street,
the last of the cabs,
heads for the burbs,
leaving me behind,
on this empty street,
awash in cool neon.
I turn toward home,
bunch my collar up,
pull my hat down,
thoughts in my shoes,
walking on, walking long,
following loose thoughts,
as the sleepy city street,
closes its eyes to rest.
David Chiasson