Can I ask you to wait at the door awhile,
Said consciousness the old trickster,
I’m dining with fear and the unknown just now.
I’ve misplaced their jackets, they’re leaving.
I know they’ve lived here forever
They pretend to be guests.
Oh , you’re coming in anyway?
Make yourself comf…oh, you have.
You say this is YOUR house?
Why is it so familiar then?
My guests seem to have left somehow.
You’ll let me stay though?