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.