Corridor Of A Hundred Doors

by Han M Greenbarg

Knock. Knock.

I knock.

No one comes.

Knock. Knock.

I knock on the second.

A woman answers.

Slams the door.

Knock. Knock.

I knock on the third.

A blue door.

There is a party.

Not invited.

Move on.

Knock. Knock.

I skip the fourth.

I knock on the fifth.

Classical music.

Spiffy chandelier.

Crystal and wine.

Too dorky for them.

Knock. Knock.

I knock on the sixth.

An open door.

Smiles.

Sunshine.

Hugs.

Genuine Love.

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