the second door
Prologue ~
I approach the door I see in my dreams.
The shifting dreams I've had for the past few nights.
Sometimes its the same door, sometimes it's new.
So each night, I focus and describe it in this journal
The door, so that one night I can choose.
The Sea Door
The air left me. Gazing at the brilliant abalone moulded door.
pink coral decorates the top of the frame.
thick seaweed
wrap – fall
dark emerald
tendrils swaying
listless,
limp
reacting to
something in the water
I take a step closer to investigate
as little fish hastily swim
schools
obscured by the abalone colorful sheen
I start to move closer
A small motion, in the door
stops me.
A great horizontal slit
opens slowly and scans me.
The handle, which was no longer a handle starts to reach out
the briny tentacle reaching towards me.
Dark violet water falling
silently, reaching towards
I woke up
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