And I could not see 'crost the street for it.
Today it's simply wind. I watch it blow
From safe inside where I shiver and sit,
(The vestiges of illness plague me still)
Behind a keyboard with a cup of tea;
I pretty sure this week is what will kill
Our Indian Summer. How long will it be
Ere just one layer of clothes will sure suffice
For bike commuting? How long till my skin
Can bare before the elements? Soon ice
Will force me to slow down; I'll pedal in
At half the speed to work, in darkness, long
Before dawn's chorus warms up its first song.