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There Was A Door

August 23, 2005

in so many ways
that door
was the beginning and the end
of me
every day in and
out
every night out and
in
eating and eating and eating

there was a door
when i was a
child
that seemed to whisper
something
each time i passed through
only once
with surplus nerve
did i ever stop
wait
turn
and ask
in a harsh low growl
what was said

palpable silence
itching creak
turned into whine
as the door
giggled
and
repeated
“burp”

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