Our Lady of Perpetual Astonishment

When standing still, I often squat. I learned it in Taiwan. To give yourself a little rest when the day goes long. Last night I did just that, under moonlight bright and wide. In my squat I smoked my spliff while the fox crept to my side. I didn’t notice it before it joined my periphery. Barely six whole feet away when it broke my reverie. It was creeping out of caution, curious about me. I had one long moment of close study, then my fox was right to flee.