There are few overnight cars in my neighborhood.
My block is somewhat industrial;
only my building
and the one next door have residential apartments
and only a couple at that
so few humans sleep on the block.

Occasionally
a truck will rest outside
its motor hum through the night
joining our regular few vehicles’ silent snores.

The bar on the corner brings transient irregulars
but they rarely stay the night.
They visit
and are gone by daybreak,
unchaste lovers.
I cannot say what the block makes of them
if the building feels cheated
by their departure.
I, for one,
am glad to see the parking
again freed up.