But it's getting there
The edge of night
the year passes palpably
when I go out after dinner
with my coffee in a paper cup
and it's a race with
the falling darkness
Bear necessities of life
but you can't just
cocoon at home
You got to go out
parading
as Paul's uncle said
After office hours,
down to the sea
in stained glass ships
The Port
not heavily lit up
as evening subsides
Cold wooly clouds
over Alameda
Big changes
in atmospheric conditions
lessens fire danger
Clean air at last
what a blessing
The will to live
revives itself
The thrill of the elements
This change of temperature
reinvigorates us zombies
after a weird six weeks
of warmer than usual
followed by fire
Tonight I feel as if
harmony has been restored,
now to scurry home
and warm up a bit
18 October 2017
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