today is
cloudy
heavy
with the promise
of winter
kissing
the back of
my neck
as the winds
whip
dead leaves
like so many
what could have beens
in a series
of messages
from the aether
to reprogram
my deficient
selfless
understanding
as to the
complex calculations
that seem
to leave me
on the
short end
of demand
in supplying
rational
real world
solutions
a logistical
nightmare of
roundabouts
in the midst of
indecisive
drivers on
the road to nowhere
with the
parking brake
fully engaged
slowly
freezing to death
one car length
at a time