Time to linger, daydream,
purge everyday brain clutter,
clear space for the flood
of spontaneous thoughts,
with neither pen nor brush in hand.
Abandoned egg cup, napkin,
water glasses, scattered shells
wait patiently, neglected tea cools
while you finish your smoke.
What inspires your rebellious calm,
confidence to take a breather
before diving into the grind,
only a free-spirited individual
liberates herself from the norm.
Rapt in quiet reflection,
will you snap from your trance
before the dangerously dangling
cigarette ignites the tablecloth?
