It is a collection of broken fingers
scratching helplessly on locked doors
legal documents flying everywhere as
a briefcase had been thrown. It was
just your personal failures again.
The door clicks with misgivings as
it rocks in it’s frame, but gives no
ground. The bolt is fast and true.
The nob won’t help you either, no
matter how loose the latch.
Another finger breaks and falls as
helpless as it’s brothers and sisters.
It scratches, too, just like it was
taught those years ago. Keep scratching
and something might give. Except the
bolt is fast and true. And the nob
won’t help you either, latch be damned.