Hooting and Howling....

so many times around
this little town
until i am almost
dizzy
with familiarity

i am missing
in action
missing out on days of nights
of fun and possible adventures
i am taking a
breather
sitting on the bench
for a moment's rest
stretched out on couches
lazy and too-warm from the sun
hopefully soon
i'll be full of a new energy
that will carry me
another leg on
this crazy
Journey

but in the mean time
i am
gathering food from gardens
cooking and laughing
smoking, singing, crying
sitting around fires
sharing brief moments in the lives
of so many here
who are
so busy now,
so busy.

and i wonder, do
strange little owls
still convene
at random subway stops
and city park oases?

and have the wolves
all fled the city?