What I Hear

The dominant sound in my lovely neighborhood of Elmhurst is the sound of cars. The humming of their engines and crunch of tire to gravel. It's a slightly windy afternoon, so I hear the rustle of leaves on the ground and on the branches of trees. I can hear the flutter of wings going from branch to tops of buildings. Always the hum of cars zooming by. The Long Island Expressway is nearby as well as Queens Blvd. I can hear the birds chirping. And if I listen closely enough, the sound of a confused cricket or some weirdo insect. The high pitched twinkly sound of wind chimes. More cars. The hum of school buses getting ready to pick up kids from the 3 schools nearby. The Q72 rolls by making a louder hum than the other cars and the screechy sound of it's brakes as it stops and makes an air release sound and a thump of the doors opening. Steps of people getting off and teenagers making their teenage noise of not shutting the hell up. I hear the sound of doors opening and closing.Some are loud when closed, others you can hear the air being released from them as they open and close. A dog starts barking at another dog and that dog starts barking and you can hear the pull of the leash and tinkle of it's name tags hitting it's medical information tags. More automobiles pass by making that humming noise. An obnoxious car speeds by making a nasty loud noise that almost sounds like an angry feline. What an arse.