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The Door in the Wall

He ran for fear that doubt grab him again, went straight to the green door with outstretched hand, the crossed and slammed shut behind him. And so, suddenly, was found in the garden that haunt him forever.

The Door in the Wall
HG Wells

Given Sunday afternoon at the playground.
children have left, the rubber balls rotate in silence
like tops left in the gutters and on the stone sill.
In the back, hidden workbook in the backpack;
and laughter, dreams, colored marbles, red chalk drawing
door games, and white, secret path to the tower.
My pockets are full of useless objects that have lost their place.
Sunday afternoon dashed line is a regular stroke,
the recreational playground without a day Party on the eve of a feast
took place in the past, before Sunday, after Saturday night.
wander naked through the yard of my life with chalk in hand;
seek, without hope and persistence, the wall where to draw the door.

Marlo
(behind the door)