• artemiswrites 5w

    Every night at 3:15 on the dot,
    a pair of cuckoo birds call out,
    they seem to have conversations using Song;
    they seem to sing the Night to sleep
    and while for everyone else, their song is but a
    piercing cry that wakes them up from their reverie,
    for an insomniac weighed down by the Night,
    it is a Song of Hope
    it is a Song of solidarity.