the uneven rhythm of silence br as night pulls the living into br its patchy blanket falls heavy br on the heart’s ears… br br the sound of sound sleep br breathes heavier on the br jagged walls of the night br echoing on the abandoned skin br br the abandoned echo fills br the precincts of the streets br the irregular rhythm throngs br the foot-paths of the night br br once in a way a baton br proves its power br once in a way br blazing lights stop by… br br in the dark silence br do they seek a brief respite br and shake off night’s embrace br to begin yet another day… br br 17mar2010 br 14.