Open the door
i am waiting
outside
knocking
softly
because i know that
you can hear me
or surely you can see
me
standing by your window
pensively
how many times
must I knock before
you move your chair back
and get yourself to the door
to bring down the barricade that shuts
everyone out of your soul
can't you see its late
at night
your cat is curled up
and the scent of the nightqueen fills the air
a snake is hissing
and yet you see no reason
why you ought to open the door
and let me in
your secret world will
stop breathing
in the presence
of me
standing outside
knocking silently
on your door