| Door Slammed Shut | |
| home is where average stays reluctant to pay a visit, turbulence sends a smiling wave from north, influx curves the loop from south, customary shouts "go, you're ruining .... (sigh), you're still... (sigh)" "everything is all we.." inner thought bemoans. Ones and twos, none were finished. "i'll be the first and the last", "well my dear, i'd be the rumpus in your room" Door slammed shut. | |