I’m locked behind the security door
With easy access to my belongings.
I do not see people much anymore,
But at least, I am protecting my things.
There are my board games, which are fun to share,
But do not allow me to play solo.
I have a set of eight-person dinner ware
Whenever I want to put on a show.
As of right now, I only use one plate
For a meal that was kept in the freezer.
I don’t know if I’ll ever use its mate
For there is not a reason to please her.
I will live my life under this one light
To avoid an outside world full of fright.
John Collings 