ajar.
someone has paid me a visit
in the dead of night.
i peek inside
the dark chamber
of cold webs.
blackened dust.
a mound of what looks like
a pile of coal.
i yell out is anyone
in there.
is there anyone home?
and a mouse
climbs out of a box
of old clothes.
i smile.
sorry to disturb you,
my little friend.
go back to sleep.
i thought it was someone
else. please make
yourself at home and
stay awhile.
so nice to see you once
again.
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