Interesting how my life
runs in hot and cold circles
in search of warm
not just my personal weather
but these emotions that enjoy
roller coasters of excitement
before they jump the track
and have to walk home
or like the lazy horse
that refuses to be touched
but if in a mood to run
takes the rider on a sprint
throwing caution to the wind
which makes today the day
after the hubbub of Thanksgiving
while on a slow dog walk and
transfixed by a morning sun
the moment that stops
and puts me in the bathtub
of a daydream filled with the
perfect temperature
for doing and saying
nothing