a knock on the door
followed by a reluctant tap
the sound of snow
crushed beneath subdued feet
a moment's silence
and then another knock
will you open the door?
will you let it in?
you stand close
with your ears to the door
you, as uncertain as those feet
on the other side of the door
you can hear them walk away
and then turn around
and then another gentle reluctant tap
you clench your fist
there is a twitch on your face
you stand still
then you find out
you haven't been breathing
you stand there not making a sound
the old man's clock on the wall
ticking on the rhythm of your beats
you know you shouldn't
come what may
you close your eyes
hoping the feet would go away
you know you shouldn't have
instead you open the door and say
do come in and please tell me you would stay
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