Torqued

Bird Rock! I woke in a start with my usual uhtceare 

wondering if that was really just a dream. Dawn broke 

...and a random scientific fact jumped into my head:

a solar day is 4 minutes longer than a sidereal day. 

Weird. Still, this did not quell the deep melancholy

in the room. Tee time today, we join the cumberworlds 

restless as the sea, spending an inordinate amount of time 

speculating what woke me, a couple rocking birds of summer breeze,

shifty backfiring an old 150 that ridiculous car alarm, 

unusual hum of the air conditioner in harmony with an air purifier;

obnoxious syncing winds, what expergefactor has me on the wrong side?

We hop into our tesla cruising 17-mile drive with fart mode 

...and an empty boot except for the roof and a picnic backpack. 

planned– the big return to the same staddle, neither lacked confidence.

At point Joe I expounded while grubbling for my headscarf, new hats flew 

bumping into one another looking into Spanish Bay, properly vinomadeified

Fanshell to Spyglass Hill a silver shadow memory, we decided to kill some time. 

Automatic autopilot! The lodge was full of mugwumps laughing, pontificating,

watching the virtual Pandemmy’s while remaining socially distant, know-nothings... 

of nothingness of too many puts. One grabbed his mask as soon as partners left.

Stealth approach with a line that really picked me up. Who are you, dressed to kill?

Should I tell him about the stripes on the new zebra foal at Hearst Castle

or perhaps about my dream or drop some random science fact I picked up? Chill,

I went Old English. You and I may both be rawgabbits, I said, but are you a true melophile?  

This all seems like a put-on, a real eminence front as I don my activist masq...

Amped and recharged we slid back into our seats leaving behind our range anxiety.

You never know what sets the mood, what words influence the next playlist.

Maximum torque, zero revs...sun shines and people forget blasting into changed winds.