A door frame is a funny friend.
Always entering yet exiting at the same time.
It presents anxiety and builds bonds.
What is a home with no door?
Such a funny friend you are.
Pound your fist against its content, shaking the core.
Funny friend you to strike to open up.
Leading you to joy or sadness or opportunity.
A portal to a new reality and possibility of life and love.
A mere mirror of alternative thought as you hear that hinge break free.
**** turning slowly then suddenly...
There you are. That thing that is beyond my strange friend, the door.