Houses

I ran to your house

and screamed until

you let me in.

You grew angry and threw stones

through your glass walls. You acted

but a child, not understanding

they would shatter.

I've stopped by a few times since,

thinking all was settled and through.

But when I stopped visiting, you see,

you returned to hiding away.

All the windows and doors

of my drafty house were left open,

should you drop by sometime.

Please understand that now,

the doors are closed and I've

been forced to find new locks.

You no longer hold the key.

Please understand that soon,

winter will come and freeze me out.

I cannot keep the windows open forever.

Please understand that I have reached

and I have called out

and I have cried for you to return.

This fireplace in the center (you could call it the heart)

of my house still houses a weak flame,

but it's windy outside as Autumn flows by.

I cannot keep the windows open forever.

And I cannot promise to let you in again.