Camouflage

Perhaps everything in this life happens as a breathing, an incarnate give-and-take that filters the world through contact with the palpable substance of things that we yearn to study the inside of and take our nourishment from.

And maybe this tendency toward arranging words to describe the participatory sensuality of this gifted state arises from a clever self-defense, found in the deep-seated desire to confess something very ordinary and obvious to ourselves.