June 17

The lodge was deserted, as myself and the staff

Were huddled behind the kitchen, watching the first half

Of a big football match, fixated upon a small TV

Candles were lit, as the game was using all electricity

The TV was a recent purchase, they had all chipped in

None of them were all that concerned about who would win

I ducked away at half time to the strange sounds of the night

To a cold shower in the forest, lit only by candlelight