DOOR TO THE FUTURE

when 
youre walking
&
youre talking
&
your voice
goes different

like an echo
like a tomb

like 
some great distance 
has gatecrashed in

&
you sound like someone else
for a long weird moment

but
you just walked
into
a bathroom . . .

thats all
thats all ?

& you sound deeper
& you sound flatter

the tile ?

& then the mirror there
its 
growing you
an 
older mans belly
&
dragging
a
lazy hobo beard

like a child would draw

from
out
your
root vegetable chin

door to the future

i realise

of
the
humble bathroom doorway

door to the future

&
carefully 
i dont look anywhere

& do
what i came
to do

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