Knock Unknowing
poetic scribble by Bob Axell 2009

 

You can be sure
That I knock on your door
When I come around
When I'm around

You can be sure
That I will knock some more
When you're not to be found
When I come around

You can be sure
That if you lie on the floor
Inbloodied without sound
When I'm around

I won't see your
Face anymore, and noone
Will open the door to your
Home, and I am alone