The Heat of the Moment

(Cabin Sunset, summer 2025) The Heat of the Moment Settling into our new mountain cabin, Dogs and humans equally overheated In the shadeless August afternoon, The only way to be is naked. Stuff strewn around Bed to one side, kitchen the other, Camp chairs with panting dogs On an old Persian rug in-between. Cabin with unfinished interior Waits for insulation, paneling and flooring, But in this moment nothing is missing Except maybe a fan. No water we haven’t brought, Nor power not in some kind of rechargeable battery, Yet we find a strong signal FM station Playing one classic rock song after another. And it takes me back to another time Living as a 70’s teen in the suburbs when FM was king, Then in the 80’s as a young man off grid in the hills When a stack of cassettes was all we had or wanted. Those youthful times, family and friends are long gone And yet here I am in old age, Living the good life again with new family and friends Still out of time, out mind, rocking on. (8/10/25)