spatial anomalies

[~K]

Another day is through
and I'm still looking at you,
looking at the door,
I opened long ago.
If only you could move
perhaps we'd both
go through it.

What are we
waiting for?
Close the door.

Another day
drains away
whatever joy
had remained.
Fixed, like water
your face transforms
my disappointment
into something darker,
something foreign
to progress.

What are we
waiting for?
Break down
the open door.

Another day
begins anew.
Another day
we're hard to prove
a kind lie
is better
than a
cruel truth.

What are we
waiting for?

There is no door.