bolt hole

in love with lemon wax
areas that filth can’t reach
glass that’s barely there
the noxious smell of too much bleach

Big Brother’s in da house
thankfully, he’s outa sight
clock is tickin’ far too loud
on this lockdown Friday night

‘n you’re alone
a scared wee mouse
September sun is settin’
outside the walls of your safe house

too much sun, too much Prosecco
giggly-wobbly wine high
good way to start the evenin’
sofa blankets smellin’ of sky

only dinner left to do
vegetables to chop ‘n grate
Leonard Cohen lullabies
embrace you while you wait

as always, you wait alone
a solitary mouse
listenin’ for that magic buzzer
that opens the door to your safe house

copyright © 2020 KPM

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