BOXED IN

I'm immensely proud that my short poem, His Room, was one of those chosen to appear in the March 2020 edition of Snakeskin, the respected poetry webzine whose first edition dates back to 1995. 
My thanks to Snakeskin's Editor, George Simmers, for choosing this poem.

HIS ROOM

It took five minutes, more or less,

to fill, with what he left behind,

a cardboard box and to compress

into its space, his life, unsigned 

in much the way some paintings are,

then stash it in the waiting car.

In those five minutes, I remained

there in the small, vacated room,

while the red-faced landlord explained

a small arrears. Would I assume

responsibility and pay?

My conscience made me easy prey.