I found this in my journal. In college, a writing professor challenged us to write a poem about a doorknob. Now, imagine yourself as this doorknob while you read it.
“I see you as you rush around disregarding me. It angers me you keep me locked inside your abode. You zip around and I frown knowing you don’t care. You vacuum carpet, replace tile and even dust the shades. But here I sit poking out from this moving wall. What do you ever do with me, you never take me out! I am left here with a noisy ball attached to my snout…And when no one looks the crazy cat paws my shiny self! OH! I can see you coming toward me very quickly-Hand outstretched always wanting never giving-you put your hand on me and I feel the warmth. You touch me and your touch turns me on!
~Suddenly I’m upside down and like a dream you’re gone.”