baffle gates

Half day earlier, and three Burning Rivers with lunch

followed by an afternoon nap.

 

The rain moved out, and warm breezes moved in:

perfect weather to people-watch while I plot a nightcap

 

The smokers by the entrance look bored, tilting their heads

and staring at plants.

 

Kids tug the fingers of worn-out parents pushing

shopping carts full of necessities.

 

The days of the week don’t matter just yet,

but they sure as hell will soon.

 

Right now, midweek isn’t really halfway there,

since the weekend isn’t a victory.

 

August has always been strange that way.

 

As a different summer comes to an informal close,

autumn promises more than other seasons deliver.

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