– sliding doors –

Could’ve skipped the mini mart…

and made the bus on time…

then sat down next to my

fated lovebird.

Could’ve skipped the mini mart…

and caught the Norwalk line…

then cross paths with a man

with Godly words.

I didn’t need that juice,

that fatal fruit punch,

not with the nourished nature

of my new schoolboy lunch.

Could’ve skipped the mini mart…

and made the bus on time…

then found the safest sound

I’ve ever heard.

~

Those doors are closed now,

those phantom sliding doors.

I could imagine now,

but what’s the point anymore?

So I will stand down,

move on from questions now,

and wait until tomorrow’s

new set of doors.

~

~

D.J. Whisenant

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