I Knocked On An Earth-Red Door Poem by Mark Heathcote
I Knocked On An Earth-Red Door
I knocked on an earth-red door
and death let me in;
he spoke warm and soft-
about the log fire within.
And though I warmed to his charm
his company was dim,
so I shut the door and left,
drinking Vodka and Gin.
Singing limerick odes for death-
about the duties of sin
walking erstwhile forever?
'Til his feet made no din.
Sunday, November 25, 2012
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