Front door

You’ve just

Pulled me shut

And turned your key

Until you’ve heard

A firm click;

You take

A hurried step

Towards the stairs

Given that

You’re already late

For your appointment.

But I know you-

Well enough

To assume

That you’ll be gone

For a good while.

It’s just

A matter of minutes

Before you come

Rushing back-

To push me open

And check on

The lights, the fan

The geyser or the stove;

Or sometimes even just

To give me a hard shove

To make sure

I’m properly locked up!

 

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