It's not locked

It may be rusted,
but it's not locked,
this door you fear so much to open.
In fact, you could
just pull this handle here
and step inside,
into that dark place
where failure lies waiting.
Go ahead: open.
Taste, eat, and be fueled
by the power of your lost imaginings.
Or will you wait 'til they push through
and wander into your tidy life,
embarrassing you
with their unseemly belching?


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