Monday, May 16, 2016


doors close and then other doors, close on them
and this goes on all day into an evening and they call it
revolving, on some planets

and I just want to leave when doors close
on doors already closing, closed
on the farthest train, farthest out

and the doors chime on the doors closing
this time not on me, not on mine not on
the Sublime

and then
I'll know it will be Heaven
and we will be Thine.

mary angela douglas 16 may 2016