I took a short night walk
through the city with my camera
and sound recorder, ready
to find and document Something.
It seemed I was on the right track to
finding It, because after wandering
around for a while I heard
a muffled conversation and quiet
laughter just behind my back.
I looked over my shoulder.
But except for some scrap paper
whirling in the wind, the street
was empty. A car passed by now
and then. From a distance I could
hear the voices of some pedestrians.
From the house across the street
I could hear the monotonous
purring of the air conditioner.
I grabbed my camera and took a shot of
what I saw in front of me.