Priorities

The chairs on my front porch
aren't sat in.
They're there to give that look of leisure,
that we have time to kill,
cool evenings sipping complex drinks
that are only possible
with a painstaking search
for just the right ingredients.
An acquired taste, I'm sure.
There we could sit
while the rest of the work
gets magically done.
All those never ending chores.
The shopping,
the cleaning,
the sweeping of leaves
off of the front porch.