You knocked too loud
As not most strangers might
i opened the door
without peeking through the peep hole
and enter you did
sat… settled
on a chair i never offered
in a corner i never pointed
as not most strangers
i question your stay
you only say
“when doors open, you enter.
you stay when you like it,
find a home sometime in it.
then leave as a stranger might
but be remembered as not
most strangers.”
6:33 pm
an empty afternoon with you vanished once more
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