Blank Space

author's note:

Many times, in many ways, I've knocked on doors, any number of doors.

Then suddenly, a door opens--even without me knocking--and I don't know what to do.


BLANK SPACE

A door opens without warning-–

the dark space seems
to dare me
to go in...

I wouldn't worry so much
but I've only myself
for a guide--
having cast off all others
because they think
they know me.

Though I hesitate
because the depth
is unknown

I know I'll soon take that step

because the depth
is unknown.

Though I realize it's a dream
I'm nervous because I can't imagine
what I'll find...but because I'm nervous
I try to imagine what I'll find
even though I know
I can't possibly imagine.

Shamed at such weak foolishness
I bolster my pride by acting bold.

© 2011, Michael R. Patton
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