Thursday, September 22, 2011


It's a back door
It's a front door,
while the dog's door
is our running around
looking for its dog.

She came through
the front door,
catching me
washing blood
off the back door.

She questions
my fascination
with bloody doors
and sends me
out looking
for the dog's door.

She has never understood
my fascination with doors;
Doors she keeps locked,
hiding away my fascination;

keeping my back
squarely back up
against her door.

without emotion, oceans would fail.
it is as simple as that.
yes, as simple as that.


  1. Therein lies the mystery of locked doors!!

  2. Hello, Ygraine. Hope yor're having a great weekend. Thanks for dropping by.
    Yes, doors can certainly be a problem.