A door is just a window that has been to therapy
and that is the entire poem
that they both have a way out and only one needs a key
a door gives the advantage because it locks both ways
you will find a window fastens only from the inside
keeping out everything but a sunrise, a full moon,
grief,
laughter,
a window stays open
the security is implied
that somehow a door is the one in recovery is a
laughable, when the window feels and sees everything
the only one fully transparent,
a peephole, it’s entire body.
Everything being just as it is.
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