Rain, then sun came today.
It’s finally getting cold after weeks of sleepy heat.
Afternoon doldrums at eighty-five, despite the A/C.

Snow in the mountains, quenched the Cascade fire,
I hope… the smoke was pleasant, yet, well, smoky.

Austin calls to me, my baby boy, music, theater,
all that I am – except for the heat and floods.

Best Mexican food in the country, that’s for sure.
Austin, except scary people live nearby.
Will they leave me alone?

France – maybe Bordeaux, except I don’t speak the language.
Bilbao, perhaps? Spain is nice.
Spain is sane… so far as I can see.

I watch the rain, and wonder where to find peace.
But at least the forest isn’t burning anymore.