Cool fall air
at last sleep
becomes blissful
if too short
the night wind blows in
builds a restless energy
I want Gandalf and the dwarves
to swoop in and take me
on a grand adventure
I want a funky tour bus
a 23 venue tour
with a good drummer
a cranky lead singer
a handsome chubby bass player
I want to head north and west
a tent
a good camp stove
and espresso pot
camp below a glacier
before they all melt
leave behind
the muggy summer
the slowly dying garden
and all those damn ripe tomatoes
I cannot pick fast enough
instead I spray lacquer
keep fretting
It still beats a day job
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