Tonight was to
   be the night of flair of
pomp and extravagance and
  life and reason

Though months of late close their doors
    this transition is a welcome one
  to fresh fiery fall
         and associated mindsets

In the winter we will sleep
  Spring brings rabbit-like copulation
And our summer leads emotions to run rampant

But now, 40
     note-cards later
  no progress has found me this night