The Door Poem by Tsunami HiroshiSu

The Door



Now that I stand here before it
I wonder if I really want to open the door
What could await me on the other side?
A lion with a mouth full of teeth?
A monster with two heads?
Do I want to open it?

The knocking comes again
But do I want to open the door?
What could be outside?
What if it’s a child chilled to the bone?
What if it’s a friend wanting in?
Maybe I want to open the door.

What am I afraid of?
A tall black door
With a heavy bolt?
The thing which awaits me on the other side?
I take a breath and grip the knob
After all, it’s just a door.

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Tsunami HiroshiSu

Tsunami HiroshiSu

Fort Collins, Colorado
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