Revolving Doors
a new window lets in a different breeze
eyes wide open
a door appears
no doorknob attached to turn
all the walls surrounding you are gone
the chains have been torn from their power on the soul
two shadows standing over the blunt floor
exposed
ego and alter
together side by side
shaking uncomfortably to the situation
the door cannot be opened
but nothing is stopping us
no walls no doorknob
just me and my other me
no limits
no rules
only us
only me
only you
only that door without a doorknob
only this place with no walls
our shadows ..lusting for life
how...?
how do we free ourselves from ourselves
alter and ego stare at each other
you?
or
me?
no
us
the door can open..for us
no need for excuses
only our sacred feet
come on
we can make it past the revolving door
together
but that did not occur
it's a revolving door
not a door
it moves at the speed of life
no rules nor limits
it sways to the beat less music
you
or
me
or
us
or
door
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