Doors Before The Source

Empty hallway photographs blurred

Empty hallway silence has a stern echo

Empty hallway potential as debris

Empty hallway these empty hands heavy

Empty hallway my prayers are becoming dropped papers versus sturdy winds

Empty hallway why do your lights continue to dim

I don’t see doorknobs nor signs I’m alone and surrounded at the same time

Smoke and mirrors deployed are trustworthy safeguards destroyed

Through suffering and fire I learn.

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