Day 1430, key.

Day 1430.jpg

These doors

in front of me

don’t tell

where they

lead

to

~

maybe

to the other

side

or

a cellar

a loft

storage

~

do I need a key

Day 1055, a door.

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A door, lost in nowhere

black painted iron, half sunken in still white snow

I stare, get lost, did I go through?

Is it even open?

the whiteout hides, footsteps passing

maybe I leaped, I will not know, so

I leave the door behind

dreaming of other pastures

on one of two sides.

Nochrisis

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