Tonight's Poet Corner: A Hum

A Hum
by Belinda Roddie

I heard a voice emerge
from an automobile that did not
belong to its driver. 

The windows
were tinted,
so I could not gaze upon
silhouettes.

Yet the voice was loud enough
to be heard from across the street.

Like a murmuring
siren
emerging
out of nowhere.

Who could be speaking so loudly,
yet so calmly, at this time of night?

And how damn high
were this dude's car speakers,
if they were turned on at all?

I hear a laugh.
It's genuine, carefree.
The night has gotten colder
despite the voice's warmth.