Indoor Guru (After Wayne Hogan)

It is not necessary to bushwhack 

your way through a grid-paged book in contrast 

to a roughly bearded face beneath a taut

cap twirly looking coming to a point

as you sit perfectly still big-handedly 

guiding your eyes toward the suspicion 

There must be a snake here somewhere

to match an imagined out-of-doors 

as you sweater through the world on the page

one stage at a time safe from reptilian 

humanoids your vast mind likely invokes 

thereby stoking the needed confidence 

needling your otherwise calm selfhood with

a prompt to gussy up and protect the mood