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Night Noises
for Jane
You woke from a dream,
the revolution
in the streets
calling you out.
I had to tell you
the noises were not in your dream.
The army of lovers
was saying goodnight
at the foot of the stairs.
Loud sounds.
It was the revolution.
You were not sleeping
or dreaming
either.
Lee Lally