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it's the thing in me that
gathers my remaining chips from the table
walks away with no regrets
leaving my cell phone on the night stand
there
in plain sight
so you can see it
and also see that I have either checked out of my hotel
to find more suitable accommodations
and/or
quietly placed a momentary
'do not disturb"
sign on the door my life
don’t bother to come in to vaccum or clean or dust
translate it any way you like
it don't much matter to me
the thing in me
hurriedly but carefully
constructs a bunker of safety
seeking as many sand bags as I can find
stuffed
and placed in front my doorway
not to protect you
but me
from the detonation soon to occur in
five
four
three
two
one
I did give you an ample heads up
even tossing a track of nails across your road way
to slow your roll down that hill
still concerned about your safety
over my own
advising you to
replace those brake pads before you left your house
inside of me
don't know why God put it there
adjustable thermostat
to cool when hot
to heat when cold
always keep at room temperature
I just know that what is
inside of me
knows when it is time to find four different
temporary
friendlier walls
to be what I need to be
for the moment
to do what I need to do
for the moment
my hiding place
don't worry about where it is
not located in Google Maps
my locked phone
conspicuously left on the night stand
you will never know the passcode
it screams
out to lunch
out for repairs
do not disturb
fill in whatever blanks you like
and I will return
when what is
inside of me
says so
