will i,
once i get back,
be back into
some semblance
of a morning
habit
with these words?
that would be nice
that would be nice
will i,
once i get back,
be back into
some semblance
of a morning
habit
with these words?
that would be nice
that would be nice
babies
and puppers
and friends we haven’t seen
in forever
and ships passing in the night
for some we
wish to see
but anyone missed
is always welcome
in nyc
i think
i see
[or am starting to
anyway]
why
the cyclone
has so much
lore
and art
and presence
and prestige
about it
i may need to ride it
a couple more times
to truly understand
[though that may be
my thrill-seeker side
craving the hairpin turns
and g-forces
pressing on my thumping heart
truly feeling
alive]
[we’ll see
we’ll see]
i don’t know if this trip
will make me want to move back,
but it is definitely making me
want to visit at least once
every year
for realzies
organizing, hoping, working, planning
i’m waffling between excitement and dread
but the dread is the minutiae, the details, the prep
the excitement is the visit, the fun, the experiences
and how much time will i end up spending at Umami?
maybe
seeing people!
(could be a couple weeks away,
could be months and months,
but at least it’s coming
soon-ish)
(and thank goodness
because i miss them all so much)
a good trip
a quick one, but
a good trip.
a flight cancelled/stood-by/delayed
but arrived,
chill hangout time,
a birthday celebrated,
weeds pulled up,
min-golf putt-putted,
a bonfire burned,
many movies watched,
and resident foxes identified.
a good trip
a quick one, but
a very good trip.
a chill,
low-key,
relaxed,
un-pressured,
lazy summer day,
Tom Hanks movie-watching,
just spending time with each other
kind of a visit
and it sure seems
that was what
both of us
needed.
the potential
to see
so many people
that i love
a visit
and to perform
(but i don’t want to get my hopes too far up
because anything could happen
between then
and now)