Leisure as Healing (after Wayne Hogan)

Solo recliner pillowed up 

and empty invites a lie-down, 

as some Brits say. Just look at 

the uncreased long-form colorless 

expanse above the stepstool, a place

to position tired feet at the moment

not dancing, but maybe in a while.

How likely is dream, that open ticket 

to adventure, taking a moment not 

to bother penciling down some thought yet

invest in restoration at last learning 

not to do transcends to do that vast 

to-do of chores various and slim

littering the life of the mind embodied.