if one were to ask,
when did you first meet?
or
how long have you known one another?
one might not hear the same answer
day to day
it’s hard to convey
how time passes together
waking, most days, early
I sometimes prepare a breakfast for a dragon
her iridescent scales
still colored with bedsheets
life breath, in gentle harmony with this home
some noise from the kitchen
rouses her
and our common appetites
cleaning our plates
and tidying the kitchen,
she tending to the flowers,
we may have thoughts
this is kindness
it’s nice to meet here
in timelessness
in the place we first met
it’s hard to convey
how time passes together
and this sovereign home we keep
in the place we first met
Image credit: Statue of Asclepius, exhibited in the Museum of Epidaurus Theatre. Image file from Michael F. Mehnert (2008).
Primitive Joe 
