jonathan marshall

Hello - Poem by jonathan marshall

walking up the steep path and slipping on the sludge
knee deep in creeping weeds
the old timber house
knock knock on the big old door
anybody there i ask
no noise accept the scuttle of feet
i bang on the door i hear no more
i bang harder on the door
the shutters on the window bang from the wind
bang on the door once more
i turn round and head back
i turn around
who are you
i am you
no who are you
i am you
he shuts the door
i run as fast as i can
open this door
i step back i kick the door
it falls flat on its back
who are you
as i said i am you
how is it possible
im your twin
fever my blood found at the door

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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 13, 2012

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