At the BBQ I drank too much rosé.

At parties like this I remember

that I’m not a social person.

It dawns on me abruptly

like when I realize 

I left my glasses on the bench.

I did that so many times yesterday

I’m surprised you didn’t leave.

Waiting in front of the elevator’s door

I usually stare at the fallout shelter sign

but never think about it.

Today I did though

because of an article I read.

The government knew very well

that shelters were a total scam

but 

keep calm

carry on

pack another can

of pinto beans.