Almost Silence

Almost a Silence Standing in the dark night, Alone he waits. For no reason at all. He waits on the edge Of the road, hiding under a streetlight, Watching the occasional car Drive by. Its headlights slowly creep closer From an unknown distance. Two yellow, glowing eyes, Burning holes in the night. And he stands, and listens To almost silence. The chirping of the insects are The only thing keeping the night alive.