Inextricability Calling

How rapidly it might make itself at home

In one’s office,

Bedroom,

Kitchen,

Living room,

As there is no ‘right’ space,

Especially if one is receiving a surprise visit

By inextricability.

When dust could be falling,

Mote by meticulous mote,

In the high noon sun,

What might be the appropriate courtesy

For greeting our guest,

Assuming it might well come calling midday,

Conscious that sun’s blinding silence is preferred

For a final shoot out.

Waiting can be an unctuous experience,

Driving one’s patience to extremes.

One could alert the cat,

Knowing the feline species

Knows well what to do with threats.

And one might do just that,

But does not,

Powerless as one is apt to be

Against inextricability’s

Seductive persuasion

Whispered in your ear.