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Closing Time

 I approach a closed door

A resisted attempt at twisting the knob


Locked.  



For those of you that know me

Most likely you expect the wooden construct

To be consumed ravenously by chemical fire

Or

Melted down to a liquid

A puddle reduced by lyrical witchery 

Maybe 

Dissolve into a curtain of smoke

Thinning like incense off my body as I pass through the entry  



Not today

The movement is gone 

A dancing candle is replaced by a stale, steady fluorescent gloaming

The door remains solid
Written by Dragonyear
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