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Knock

A Poem of Longing

By Brock RichardsonPublished 4 years ago 1 min read
Artwork by the author, "Ghosts"

Knock, knock, knock

Do you remember

When I knocked upon your door

Feeling weary

Feeling poor

I stood and knocked upon your door

Knock, knock, knock

Then we met

Had me sleeping on the floor

Put in our place

You in the drawer

Why'd I knock upon your door?

Knock, knock, knock

Who is that

Come knocking upon my door

I just exist

I'm not living anymore

Stop that knocking on my door

Knock, knock, knock

So familiar

I've heard that knock before

My own hand

Red and sore

From all that knocking on my door

Knock, knock, knock

You again

There knocking at my door

Try to forget

Or at least ignore

The knocking upon my door

Knock, knock, knock

Me or you

I'm not sure anymore

I didn't know

I was starting my war

When I knocked upon your door

sad poetry

About the Creator

Brock Richardson

I'm a former contributor to Funny or Die. I most prominently write poetry, short fiction and humor.

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