Ja-Nee we’re all just doorkeepers in the end

Listen, you see

Between you and me

Between the illustrious illusion that is us-all

There is only a door

Ornate in its squalor

And depraved in its desire.

I've tramped through mud and danced with Orwellian pigs to get here-

I know

I said I had no expectations

I know

I swore just to say hi-

A proper lie

I know

Still,

I'dve thought to be welcome here

I know

I've left another door ajar that should long ago have been locked

I know

I know

I chanced upon the door to Atlantis knocked down

But

To find a firmly shut door

Here

Even after

My own fool's rendition of

Open Sesames, karate-kid style kicks, childish squeals

And the belatedly polite knock-

This door remains more stubborn

Than my resolution

To heretofore

Be a full team of one.