the black and the real i'm sitting pretty, surrounded by half empty wine glasses, a plastic polar bear cup holding 3 dozen or maybe 4...fat teddy bear grinning and clothes everywhere...

i'm feeling the buzz of fall colours, i'm feeling how the wine paints flush on my cheeks, how simple beauty is a falling red leaf, and the smile on your lips...

how perfect a day can be as we drive through the glorious trees, scullers skimming lake surface, rowing quietly...how laughter bounces off plastic car interior, how buzzed i am as i write this...

my heart goes out to the lonely boy, who passed on this ticket, got on the ride by himself...