The Doors of Fear

The crescendo of familiar chappals
Marching with determined pace
Towards the door you haven’t latched.

The Doppler Effect on your shouted name
Emerging from the other side
Of a bathroom door securely latched.

The muffled whistle of a masked sigh,
Amidst the clicketty unlatching,
Of backside doors on an ambulance.

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