I’ve seen this door before.
Last time, I walked away.
It was locked, and quiet inside.
It’s still quiet, but I think
I’ll knock softly.
Nothing.
I walk around the block.
Return to the door.
It’s red.
I know opportunity is
just on the other side.
I hear voices.
Forget knocking softly,
I’m barging in.
7/5/15
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