while I run my errands on the town,
I slouch into position to begin my work.
iTunes up and a slow jazz song plays
piano keys, some soft horns and a hi-hat
rat-a-tap-tat, ohhh, eeeh, ohhhh.
Okay, I think, okay...
My mind can drift away now,
leave my body and be light as air.
A squiggly line dancing on a blank white page.
And, like that, I reprise at noon.