I don’t know how I got here but here I am trapped in a supermarket,
it’s long after dark as I walk down aisles packed with tins and boxes,
long shadows leap from dark corners as I struggle to see in the subdued lighting.
Feeling hungry I eat a Mars bar. I find the liquor and break open some vodka to ease my mind,
I stop and look for a way out but there is none, I’ll have to wait while morning and the first customers,
I do hope I’m not caught when the staff come to work. I still can’t remember how I came to be here trapped like a rat in a trap;
my vodka will help pass the dark hours.
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