Poetry

Knock

Written by Jacob Ibrag

Doors open to those who knock.

So she did. They collapsed right by her feet.

Walking tall right into me. See right through

the noise. Feed your curiosity. Just don’t regret

it when looking in. Corners infused with buried

secrets. Overwhelmed by it all, you try to rewind.

And then you see it. Smile. Remember? Memories

of us replay on my heart. It beats and I function

with your smile engraved in my mind.


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