78/ Overheard At Night

A single loud cry, not a word, male certainly, ending abruptly
meant for no one but  also for each one of us:
not for help, rather more a cry to share some information,
This is who I am and where I am; alone with my pain.
The night is shocked to a taut wakefulness
Alert for the next communication.

Not long after, a night nurse comes swiftly, calming nerves, soothing
Offering cups of tea or glasses of water, professional

Would you like anything else?
No, thank you, a cup of hot water will be fine.

I could howl in response, animal to animal,

but my cry would not be understood.

© Mary Brady in Offally


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