Extension Of A Broken Soul

An expression of self through poetry and the words that people use everyday.

Saturday, February 25, 2006

"No Answer"

Unlock the door and let me in
I’m still standing outside
I’ve returned the key to the safe
Now I can’t read your mind
I peak inside and see the light
But the window is smeared with fog
I go around to the back
But it is guarded by your dog

Today I sit on the step
Waiting in the rain
I watch the man across the street
Dig himself a grave
I knock again, three more times
Still there is no answer
I walk away, no looking back
Graceful as a dancer

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