i ve  had my fill this week
holding coffee
sitting in my room listening to Father John Misty
with putting a gift box of chocolates nestled in my dirty clothes in the suitcase
one more inteview
idle time late night flight back east
i miss my city  wife  kitties breeze riding

a wake up call shower a bit of time just standing on a sidewalk in San Fran
alone  full  a lot of thanks i owe my bike
i'm full of the trees of wissahickon
the pavement of Kelly drive
pot holes railroad tracks flat tires and broken chain
the buzz of a car close speeding on
and giving a finger
home    d.

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