Knock
Hemingway starts
Knock Knock
the germ of your joke
Knock Knock Knock
Poe’s living here
Dylan’s singing about heaven’s door
Knock Knock Knock Knock
the pendulum’s licking its clock
your pulse watching Hitchcock
Knock Knock Knock
suspense that kills
Knock Knock
no joke what ifs and when’s
there may be a bonfire near
Knock
a critic of every flaw
an unabridged edition
and too many memories of desire
an expiration date
a halved heartbeat kneeling
knocked down to dark
Lanning Lee 