haze

i arrived in, rather well spent too. no cat to greet me, father did. air con nice, all day i was in then out. my right hand lifted the blind, a bike commuter rolled by, smile. work a mess, shit, this beer is real good.

a time lapse of sort, no video just memories.

6am cranks spun south, lil headwind. on the tourist trap, cafe odors & sun sparkles. a feather of clouds sway like sclera encases an iris. 2 bottles refilled, lets go. on the dam geese dance an edge, fishermen stand in the dry riverbed.

7am wheels slice north, tailwind ah. this tree lined Rd causes a ricochet of light, i giggle. a left turn & decent in the park, must seek water. i can feel it get warmer, so i’ll ride faster.

8am i push east, voices swirl in a breeze. i watch this lil fairy appear on the hoods. her brow sweats “brad get your ass home!” i blink eyes, ask “what the fuck?” poof she disappears.. in a summers haze.