Nothing as a gadget either.
No remote or a sign of a frisbee.
No TV or radio.
Or music played from a stereo?
Not even an instrument or a piece of art,
Hanging around.
This is rather stark!
This moment is profound.
No floral arrangements or magazines…
Nor a clock or a calendar to be found!
And you sent messages to me…
On your PC…
How delighted we would be discovering an ‘e-mailed’ love!
One meant to be?
But you left out more than one important fact…
You said you had a Tabby cat.
And I can’t see why a roach,
Would want to approach this place at night!
Even cats love to play with that.
A mouse or a rat would snore in here!
It’s clear some lies have flown.
I might have lied when I said to you…
I was blond and muscular and six feet two!
But you went much too far to get someone,
To join you behind these walls.
For some ‘realtime’ fun?
I can’t believe I fell for this!
And you’re no Halle Berry either!
Why didn’t you tell me…
You were more like Butterfly McQueen! ?
And I would have found it fit to sing,
On my banjo for this ‘visit’!