to do that thing...it fades
like a bird egg at Snowqualmie Pass...
was it go again to shop for salt and gravel?
was it sign up for pickle ball in April?
was it cancel your nightly ration of duck sauce lo mein?
learn to live inside a makeshift 4-star hotel lobby of the mind
one with large-back swivel chairs and flowing fountain fish tanks
one with long red runner carpet and coffee bar refills
art murals and mirrors - and luggage carts to match
a pool with swan boats both inside and out...
you fall on ice
more than once, asking why
over-scheduled for hibernation
hands cold inside of gloves
you play a word game over and over
until propelled outside again
reaching for hand and coat
observe how the cars collide slower than normal
one day is actually warm and the sun
plays upon the cardboard horizon
a line outside bookstores in hot July
distracted by thoughts of mud in gardens
you fall on ice
more than once, asking why
over-scheduled for hibernation
hands cold inside of gloves
you play a word game over and over
until propelled outside again
reaching for hand and coat
observe how the cars collide slower than normal
one day is actually warm and the sun
plays upon the cardboard horizon
