open door

Leave the door open
So later on you have the phone ring

I will awake by it
Feeling the light on my hand
Warming it for the struggle ahead

Last night again
I waded through my pink coral
Keeping me away from the flower asleep

Out I went,
The traitor I have become

Since this paper sheet
Was yet untouched
Nor these lines written down

The horror it conceals
Is the attention it stole away from you.