the bluejays are beautiful

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there's a new capo on the neck of my guitar, shifting my key so i can learn to play along. i hung two huge maps on the wall last night and drank a bottle of wine with some friends. one in particular wanted a rematch at gin rummy and i politely provided her the defeat she desired. the blue skies bring out the bicyclists in the bay. while sometimes the birds seem to sing along to the guitar. barefoot on the concrete patio leaning over the lawn picking broken glass out of the grass. the hornets live in the abandoned barqecue, they built a nest there. i am uneasy coexisting with them so i am considering a preemptive strike. they have nothing to fear from me except obliteration. the backyard ain't big enough.