Monday, August 3, 2015

The Door Without a Knob

Hello—Goodbye—Silence.
I close the door—and stare—

Silence—Why always Silence?
The door stares back—eyeless—

I cite: your face—your eyes—your lips
—Pursed—Say something!

Is this what you need—desire from me?
Speak—and I will listen—

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