Tuesday, November 11, 2014

unhinged

unhinged
the door creaks
and won't
close.
the screws
are loose, one
has fallen
into a crack
on the floor.
you'll get to it,
eventually,
but for now,
it tells you more
about where
you are.
it's nice to have
a concrete
metaphor like
a half opened,
half closed,
broken door.

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