Smoke Alarm

One in each bedroom. Where am I to sleep? Little listening devices, dot lime green light Steadily gazing down at me all night Surveillance recording my data to keep Smoke alarms linking conspiracy Three roomed spies, tracking my actions Informed by portion, a mirror refraction Crackle of speaker tells me they're listening Walking beneath their sinister signal Rubs a demure smoke stack Static sear of lightning attack My frontal lobe, firey inflicted Drills into my wobbled competence Harboured horror of what's to come I latch splinter of infiltration flung Hazed head hampers responsiveness Piled with layers of quilts Kitchen floor is in fact, quite comfortable Alarms are unconfrontable - I perceived the microphone tilt! Haphazard clothes cause me to stumble In a cluttered closed door hallway Could alarms be removable, - I have a way! Slid off plastic caps makes blaze redundant 1st August 2020 Contest : Be Inspired Sponsor: Regina Mc Intosh