POEM - Luxury Tin Can

It is like playing that one party game
The one like hide and seek
Except when you find them
You stay with them
Close together
Packed in tight
Waiting
Like fish in a can
Like sardines

It is like that
Only this one has a little more room
And there is dinner service
And movies on demand
But we have all found the same hiding place
And are staying put
Waiting to be found
Waiting for the door to open
For the hiding place to be located
By the right person
Who sets us free
For a moment
Until the next turn
When another hiding place is found
And we all pile in
Like sardines
In a luxury tin can