in big letters
from the door
hung a sign which discretely read
DO NOT DISTURB
signaling a most sacred coveted space
the message sent was one of silent contempt
while sleeping or perhaps dreamt
a world so engulfing
"I've not time for you now, please go away"
the more quietly done
grants me space for my own
Do not come near nor bother to call
I am in a much needed refuge
could be that later, I'll call
Oddly enough, on the inverse it stated
make up my bed while I'm away "could you please?"
such strange lurking
desiring to be missed
