Shhh. Its Early

222_Steve_Nira

 

It is too early for the field mice who live under my garage to have noticed us. And it’s too early for the day’s miscast personnel, nattering hooligans, half-assed bureaucrats and self-serving politicians to have discovered that we’re about. At present only the machinery of the house, the steam pipes and weight bearing joists know of our existence. And the loyal dog. The dog has noticed. She has awakened with the sure knowledge that her people are fair wondrous without a speck of clotted evil in their souls. And just now I like to think my dog is right. I’m a pretty good guy. It’s too early in the day to consider the ironies and all the darkling confoundments of the super-ego. Let us stay quiet just ten minutes longer. Let’s be quiet together.

 

S.K.