Lying in the hot tub

drinking cardamom tea and staring at the stars,

in my head I have fixed my motorcycle.

I’ve graded the front yard

and reseeded it with red clover.

I’ve rebuilt the raised beds and added a third.

Between the gardens,

I have carefully spread black plastic.

I’ve cut down the pine that Amy doesn’t like

and rented a wood chipper.

I’ve spread the chips, covering the plastic,

and inoculated them with mushroom spore.

By the time I have finished my tea,

it is time to dress and get ready for work.

I am exhausted,

yet all my chores and projects

remain undone.