habanero

"We seem to live in unapprochable liitle arenas,
none of them touching upon one another beyond
some fragile, nominal sense of language that isn't in
itself especially common."--Jim Harrison from his novel, "Sundog"

it seems lately to me that life is a series of moments,
fall asleep reading,
wake during the night restless for some unknown reason,
read some more,
wake around 5:00,
go the gym for an hour and a half,
come back to the apt,
cook breakfast..usually some kind of omelet,
infused with habanero, serrano, and cayenne peppers,
head to work,
8 hours later..
back to the apt to begin again..
within all of this,
there is the Hound of Heaven,
reminding me Whose i am,
and who i am..
occasionally, songs appear..

wkm
Nashville