came to tell

the man came over

loping slow

& my friend said

oh no here we go

& with that settled

back in his chair

face set for the long haul

we carried on talking

about the things we love

stuff we always do

the interloper knew things

had ideas he wanted to sell

kept throwing them out

but failed to listen in

gauge any reaction

he hadn’t come to hear

had only come to tell

the call & response

of our conversation was over

& our intruder had no idea

he was the doorman

opening the gates

to hell

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