Doors

Doors. Keep all the doors
closed Mother says. Doors
are meant to black out
doors that lead to other doors
that lead to doors within
doors. Avoid turning the knob.
That sound calls the light
from its perch, the cars
from their cages, the children
from their castles...
Keep everything behind doors,
make everything dark. Dark
is always safe. Do not speak,
just listen to the world turning
like the hearts in our ribcages,
wrapped in an unseen darkness.

O how it is beautiful...


Christian Ward is a 27 year old London based poet whose poetry is forthcoming in The Kenyon Review, The Warwick Review and Poetry Salzburg Review. His chapbook of experimental poetry, Dark Matter Lullabies, is due out this month courtesy of Why Vandalism?