I’ve mastered the art of shutting the fuck up.

Like cutting the power cables on your road.

Oh no, your lights are out!

A rodent must have chewed through the wires.

Maybe a tree branch hit it.

Who fucking knows?

I look up at the sky without the blaring street lights.

Without all the noise.

There’s the galaxy glimmering above me

with all its beauty,

and all its truths.