Annan Road

In a house by some railway tracks

on the road to somewhere else

 

~ apropos of nothing ~

 

there I am

sat in a cardboard box

on the floor in the kitchen

like the cat we never had

 

raggedy-scraggedy

and frayed as the pom-pom monster in my hand

 

under siege by a boisterous beagle

while trying to evade the vicious swipes of the Ewbank*

 

Far below the ceiling sky

and the silver lake

of the enchanted mirror

 

Attention seeking

Oh yes

without a doubt

 

I am a parcel

waiting to be picked up

and carried away

 

~ and still that musical refrain ~

 

Someone's knocking at the door

Somebody's ringing the bell

Open the door and let 'em in

 

B.R. 20/03/2016

 

 

*The Ewbank Carpet Sweeper, an essential piece of 1970s domestic paraphernalia, particularly handy for moving detritus from one part of the floor to another.