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The Door

The door in my mind
does not open.
It is liquid.
To look at it is to be
swallowed by a mirror.

I walk through.
I am drenched in silver,
seen by night as only a shimmer,
seen by day as stained glass:
my shadow dizzy with colors,
as full of life as warm pond water.

I live a life as normal
as any poet.
No one notices any difference.
Maybe all poets
go through this.

When I die,
the door will splatter.
A wind as dry as fire,
as cold as space,
will bear me away.

Those behind the door
(who speak as one)
will offer me a job.
I will become famous.
I will finally be able
to live off my poetry.

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from Into Light: The Poems of M. D. Friedman, released January 1, 2024

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Mad Dog Friedman | Mad Dog Blues | Peddlers of Joy Lafayette, Colorado

Mad Dog writes from the moment and sings from his heart. His influences include sources as divergent as William Butler Yeats & the delta blues. His songwriting is sincere, simple & often humorous. He has recorded many solo & collaborative projects featuring his spontaneous compositions on harmonica, Native American flute & Theremin. He is also the founder of Mad Dog Blues & The Astral Project. ... more

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