Friday, October 31, 2008

Shut The Door

Shut the door, I told you.
Shut the door, I implored.
All the while holding
it open wide.
Wildly, wantonly
widely open, open.
Hoping you
might walk through.
But now, you see, it has changed.
It’s all changed.
If you walk through,
she walks in with you.

The truth?
You are already in.
You are with me always,
And here we sit,
we three.

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