i walked for a while

in a jacket

though it turned out

to not be jacket weather

looking for signs

reclaiming some sense

of personality

that you lose

when you’ve had a cold

for a few days

just a minor, utterly trivial


but it nags at you

until you do something

about it

and so i did

before too long

i left behind

the side streets of fitzroy

and headed north

towards home

maybe i’d stop somewhere

for a light snack

or a drink

in the end though

i did none of those things

because once i turned north

i was on an unstoppable path

weaving back and forth

for a photo or two

but otherwise telling myself


i could stop here

but on the other hand

i’ll be home


so i’d keep moving

after all

she’s waiting