Sheer Loneliness...

...almost midnight
and a lonely owl
flying through cloudy skies
manages to swoop
on a low height street lamp
probes dark crevices on walls
lurks
hoots
finds nothing
hoots again
long
waits movement of preys
a curious mortal
watches leads
silences goosebumps
recalls companion nights
wipes lachrymal discharge
sitting under
a noisy wall-mounted fan
running on speed one...