no one is at home

I knocked at the door right on time
I pressed the doorbell and heard it chime
I waited a few minutes until I was sure
no one would answer so I moved from the door
I skirted the house via the garden gate
I went round the back again to wait
the back door was locked the blind was down
I went to a bedroom window with a furrowed frown
I peered through the glass into a dim interior
all looked in order through that glassy mirror
the furniture was upright the bed had been made
through the dining room window the table was laid
I went to the kitchen to look further inside
the fridge was closed dishes washed and dried
so I went back to the front and sat on the step
rain had started to fall I was getting wet
so where was I in this absent dilemma?
not a sign inside not even a glimmer
I thought then I should ring on the phone
but what was the point?
I definitely wasn’t at home!

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