i have come back from my run

am in the kitchen

having a cup of tea

with honey

it is sunday, seven-thirty

ante meridiem

down the hall i hear marketa step out of the bath

i hear the rattle of the towel bar

i hear the water drain

this is a serious moment, truly it is

in a way

life depends on it, i mean

life as a rich, blossoming, living, ever-changing entity—

a life-entity which must be nurtured

which depends upon this moment—

thus, in time

if marketa comes into the kitchen

dressed for the day

my heart will sink a bit, the life-entity

will ebb a bit

if, on the other hand, she comes into the kitchen

in her robe 

here i dwell on the image

. . . 

the life-entity seeks, reaches

for there is possibility

with possibility may come fruition

the life-entity will be sustained

so the life-entity smiles 

that is to say

i smile