Last song

Back to the chair and the low rumble from the ancient iPod on an unassuming shelf, the relaxing hum of fans and a filter, the prod and spur of rain in my face and on my windshield, and the finishing of a couple of productive months with one last song coalescing from a word glimpsed outside a house.

A view of the northwest corner of Lake Merritt, including an amber lamp taking post in the Necklace of Lights over a sidewalk Tuesday, February 28, 2023 in Oakland, California, as seen through my Honda Civic's partially open rear passenger window.

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