Drafts and Breezes
January 13, 2012 § 2 Comments
Doorknobs seem to be on my mind this week:
Although the building had been flattened,
He still saw its architecture in his mind’s eye.
Impulsively, he reached for a nonexistent doorknob,
Turned it in thin air, stepped forward,
And found himself sequestered by walls
That were disguised as drafts and breezes.