Walk a mile

The consummate host

There's dust on the welcome mat
but the door stands ajar,
that awkward push-pull dynamic
as your people pleaser battles
(oh so politely)
with the introvert screaming at us
to fuck off.

The commentator on the telly
rolls out the old cliche
about it being a game of two halves,
and I gratefully accept a drink
while noting that the door remains          ajar,
a reminder
that I haven't left yet.


Free verse. Written 12 May 2017.

Inspired by Charlie ~